Pacing

I paced back and fourth ,the rhythm became a kind off cadence , the movements  made is similar to dancing . I begun to sway . Pacing and dancing have different meanings behind them . I pace while waiting for the stove to heat the cold water , maybe even heat my sad heart . As I paced , I began to dance without music filling the air . I should’t be dancing , I hadn’t started off that way . The pacing movement made me sway from side to side instead of quick abrupt steps in a straight line back and forth . The stove heated the kettle and I was dancing .