Submerged

This image is best enjoyed whilst listening to Amanda Palmer's The Killing Type. [Trigger warning if you watch the video: it gets a bit gory].

I wouldn't recommend taking self portraits while you're submerged in the bath (especially if you haven't gotten around to buying yourself a remote trigger, like me). My nose is still dripping bathwater.

It's been a week since I stopped drinking caffeinated tea. I am feeling a lot calmer, a lot more myself. I'm still a little manic, still have to steer my mind away from the concentric circles and fractal patterns of obsessive thoughts. Maybe I should avoid more types of chemical stimulants.

I draw the line at chocolate though.