She has been in the tub too long. The water is overflowing but she hardly notices. She is somewhere else entirely, trying to wash away something that will not wash away. The tub stretches beyond what a tub should be. The room bends around her. That is what shame does to a space. That is what regret does to time. Everything elongates. Everything exaggerates. Like anxiety does to a room you cannot leave. Handmade. Digital. 2026 6000 x 4000 PX 300 DPI Only 8 will ever exist.