May 18, 2020

2:11pm, Falls Road and Clipper Mill Road, Baltimore, MD

I'm just killing time until the post office opens for the afternoon. It's quite humid out. Not sure I really care for my movement or the site. You can't see it in the video but there's a dead robin next to the wall. Lots of cars pass while I'm moving. I feel a lot better than yesterday. Had aspirations of productivity today, which have unfolded differently than I imagined. My body has been a bit stiff and sore from the daily yoga, especially my upper back. My birthday is in four days. It's Monday but again, what does that mean? I suppose I'm in another lull. I wonder when the next breakthrough will emerge. Day one hundred thirty-nine.