First Shuffle

Urrgh... My head tilted. Fingers twitched forward, one by one. Down below, my left foot dragged slightly against the smooth white ground. A soft scrape echoed. I looked down at my neat red-and-white necktie; it swung gently with the motion. I raised one grey hand, nudging the tip of the tie until it rested straight against my shirt again. Grr... alive. One slow step, planted solid.