June 23, 2020

9:18pm, N Charles Street and E 34th Street, Baltimore, MD

Post-rain, end of the day dance. It's humid out. I've often thought of dancing in/hear this site. My first set up wasn't working for me so I moved on. The blue light was too tempting to pass up. I did not plan on being stationary but it felt right as I sunk into it. Another day and I want to feel gratitude for the opportunity to be alive, learn, and grow. Much of me feels heavy. My sleeping patterns have been strange... I don't feel like I can get enough sleep at times. Strange dreams circulate. These dances feel secondary or tertiary to some of the other work I am engaging. I recognize over and over again, their necessity to all of my work. I did not warm up today and my flow felt organic. What are these moments? Day one hundred seventy-five.