Ah Brooklyn Brooklyn take me in. Are you aware the shape I'm in? My hands they shake my head it spins. Ah… — The Avett Brothers Copy Share Image
My head spins as I glance away, refusing to get sucked back into his gaze when so much is at risk. — Emily Giffin Copy Share Image
“The head spins in theoretical disarray; no explanatory model suggests itself; bizarre ontologies loom. There is a feeling of intense confusion, but… — Colin McGinn Copy Share Image
