March 10, 2020

10:37pm, N Charles Street and E 31st Street, Baltimore, MD

Today has been a doozy. I can feel my sore throat grow. Dancing felt necessary to expel some of my pent up frustration regarding my management job. Coming home late meant I got to pick this late night site I established a few weeks ago. Interesting lighting and close to home. I bounced into the frame. I've been enjoying book-ending these videos with my entrances and exits. I led a dance workshop before this... perhaps this is why I felt hardly inhibited. Goofy. Responsive to architectural details. Looking up I kept seeing the line the roof cast against the sky.

Oops... I took pictures of that and got a little sucked into IG. My face itches (allergies), my throat hurts (post nasal drip) and it's fucking late. Day seventy.