January 20, 2020

4:38pm, Wyman Park Drive and Huntingdon Avenue, Baltimore, MD

It's hard to dance in the cold. I almost forgot to stop and journal. The last few days have felt and looked blah to me. I'm cold. The sun hits this hill and I like the outcropping of row homes in the background. Birds chatter and I think about how the shrug and bounce is something I often do. Do I like it? Is it wrong? I'm also realizing I've been dancing on uneven ground quite a lot. This effects my balance and control. My left shoulder still hurts. Trapezius is up to no good. I watch videos of friends of mine making improv dance and I judge myself. Been having a few different feels lately. The feels infiltrate my everything. Damn... I cannot feel my fingertips. Day twenty.