Jun 30, 2005 17:13
I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. It grew heavier with every crack in the pavement. This should be your life. Some where in between Hollins Market and Arab Stables, every little part of me clicked into place. This is what I was meant to do. Help the poverty stricken areas of this city, not just any city, but Baltimore city.
I feel it to the extent of almost paralyisis.
There is no summer like the summers of Southwest Baltimore. The heat seems to grow in the people's eyes. Sister Kitty called them the people of the vaccant eyes, but never talks down to them. We are all ONLY human. The tour of Southwest Baltimore was incredible, and to have the things explained.
I felt bad that I hadn't gone earlier in the week. There will be more I am sure and I plan to hunt them down.
This has been one of the most important days of summer.