I gesture when I talk. Unfortunately, I also gesture when I think.
My hands flail around unconsciously in quiet moments. My husband gives me strange looks. What was that?, he asks. Usually, I have no idea what he means, and I try to convince myself I have missed some small sound or event. Maybe a bug just flew too close to his face.
But I can’t deny it any longer. I have caught myself “thought-gesturing” more frequently. Sometimes it happens while I’m driving alone. Last week, at a traffic light, a pedestrian passing in front of my car became confused by my gestures and stopped walking, wearing a concerned expression.
I don’t know what my unintentional hand movements may signify to strangers. I’m really hoping I don’t set off some kind of road rage by briefly making eye contact with another driver while simultaneously– and inexplicably– flopping my wrist, or flicking a finger or thumb.
If you happen to see a woman moving her hands around for no apparent reason, don’t worry, she’s probably just thinking really hard.