When I walk around, I pay very close attention to the ground. I am careful to step over each crack in the concrete.
I’m not superstitious or anything. It just keeps me occupied.
If I’m walking on tile, and if they are big enough, I try and step square in the middle of each tile.
Or if they are smaller, I just use them as a guide and try to space each step out equally.
Sometimes I like to go diagonally, if I’m feeling frisky and the shoe fits that way.
If I’m on the phone, I pace. If I’m in a chair, my legs rock back and forth and my head bobs up and down.
Teeth grinding. Nails bitten off.
Let me the fuck out.