Pendulum..

I pace.
Then I sit.
I can be still briefly.
Then I wander and try to accomplish something necessary and/or responsible.
Then I pace.
I sometimes write or doodle. Eventually I need sleep.
I pace in my sleep.
I dream the wrong people in scenarios yet to happen.
I dream about accomplishing something.
The wrong people pace and smile and touch.
I dream scenarios.
I wait to sleep.
Sometimes I dream it right. Eventually.
The smile is right.
I know the touch.
It made me pace once. Years of pacing.
Back and forth.
Awake and dreaming.
I can be still briefly.
Sometimes I write.