May 4, 2020

4:41pm, Sisson Street and Fawcett Street, Baltimore, MD

This is my second time outside today. I have been having an acute awareness of the white privilege this project flourishes under. I had no specific idea of a site today. I sort of wandered over here by chance. At one point during the beginning of my walk, I looked at a map and made a specific directional choice from there. This site feels calm and reminds me of my bedroom... the dappled light that dances as the trees frenzy in the breeze. I really tried to slow down. It requires such restraint. I want to do better. I've all but checked out from daily prompts. I have been feeling connected and decisive with the daily dances as of late. Slowly shifting into routine only to slowly shift elsewhere. My abdomen is still tender and sore. I think I enjoyed making the dance but I also recognize it as wholly practice of how to navigate my movement patterns. Training reactionary impulses into choices. Is this choreography? Day one hundred twenty-five.