I pace…

…or I just realized that I pace when alone in the washroom at work, I was brushing my teeth and pacing and I almost ran into another woman when she walked in. I don’t pace when there are other people around. I stand at the sink and feel awkward and uncomfortable. I don’t know what to do with my non-brushing hand. Sometimes I rest it on my left hip (it is my left hand) but that seems like such a power stance. Sometimes it hangs uselessly, palm facing up, and it looks a little pathetic. I feel relief when I can reach for the tap and give it something to do. That is why, when by myself, I pace.