January 21, 2020

6:22pm, Alley parallel N Calvert Street between E 21st and E 22nd, Baltimore, MD

It's so hard to dance when I'm tired and in pain. Without music, I feel like a lifeless drone. It's still cold. I like the site. I hold my hands over my face... I was hiding my face earlier today, embarrassed while talking about a crush. It is okay that the past few days have felt lame and unproductive. Holding space for that reality is challenging at times. It does feel like something has been holding me back. I'm sure the thinking/over thinking is obvious. I always want to put my best, most perfect self first... they aren't always available. I still showed up today. Day twenty-one.