The song never left me. You Spin Me Right Round, baby Right around, like a record baby. Round and round in my head it went, on a loop. Just the chorus. The rest of the song was lost to be burbles and murmurs. Right round baby right round…sometimes I would dunk my head under the water in the bathtub just to stop it. The chorus just would not let me alone, like a fever dream at night when I tried to sleep. I’d be about to drop off and suddenly it would pop into my head and round and round it would go. I’d bury my face in my pillow willing it to stop, but still it went. Right round baby, right round, like a record baby right round. Full circle. All the way around and back again. Starting from the beginning, spinning out of control. Like a record baby. I felt dizzy and then dizzier still. Right round, round round. And then again, back it came. I remembered what I had learned from X about the Samsaric wheel. You just can’t get off it. It’s like a merry go round that you can’t escape from. You want out but there’s no escape…you just keep going around making the same mistakes recreating the same