October 26, 2020

6:04pm, Matthews Street and E 28th Street, Baltimore, MD

I feel relief and pressure. Today is important and mundane. I directed myself toward Greenmount with a specific gravel lot in mind. There were too many people in proximity so I kept going. Soon after, I found this elevated, wooden plank catwalk space. My whole body is consumed with a dull ache from yesterday. I miss the early days of the pandemic when my time was my own. Getting into my body, warming up, these things feel like a luxury even though they are so necessary. I enjoy a good fence/pole to push and pull against. My usual after work routine was switched up when I was offered a ride home. Just another opportunity to intentionally shift where these dances occur. Will I miss this work when it's over? Will my dance decline? Will I make dances with more intention? Will I venture back into performance? Will the pandemic be over? So much to consider. Day three hundred.