anger as action

Time flies when you're in living the hellscape that is United States. So, I've been trying to channel my anger into action and have weekends canvassing and lit dropping for Bobby LaPin.1 I've never volunteered for a campaign before and I realize the more I do it, the less angry I am; the more in control I feel. It's also an opportunity to immerse myself in parts of Baltimore I've yet to see. Despite living here, I look like a tourist because I’m always looking up.2 And how could I not? This city is rich with history and brimming with charm; every day feels like an adventure. Last weekend, I canvassed in Sharp Leadenhall, the city's first and oldest Black neighborhood. I had a partner for half an hour or so, but in truth, I find door knocking easier when I'm alone. It feels more natural, and I love to chat with anyone about anything. During my time alone, I met a woman (with the opposing candidate's sign on her stoop) who invited me into her home. I gladly accepted and our conversation…