It was like clothes spinning in a dryer. Only to stop when the time ran out or the actual “stop” button was pushed. The dryer doesn’t run forever. The clothes eventually dry. Something eventually has to give. One can’t truly see anything when spinning. It’s all blurry, dizzy, muddled, unstable. Until something, someone, stops you. Nothing can be as it should be – until you stop. But where do you land?