She spins right round
by Ashley Weeks Cart
What did we do this weekend?
Let’s see… lots and lots and lots of twirling and spinning and stumbling and falling. God, I had forgotten how much I truly LOATH spinning. I spent the weekend suffering from Mal de Debarquement Syndrome, except without the sailboat, or the ocean, or really anything associated with it, except the nausea and sensation that I was perpetually walking on a trampoline.
Where’s some 80s music or Flo Rida when you need ’em?