The issue is, I think, the complete lack of body or environmental awareness; I knew I was going somewhere, and I knew how to put one foot in front of the other, so I would shut off and turn inward, and my cruise control wouldn't pay much attention to grace or poise; it would simply put one foot in front of the other as efficiently as it could to get me from point A to point B. People would tell me it was like I was trying to get away from someone.
Learning to chill, though. Calling up some forgotten muscle memory from years of childhood dancing lessons and tae kwon do. Trying to bring in some grace.