Let me put my arms around your head

I stayed home most of the afternoon, listening to Aladin Sane, meditating (not my strong point) and reading books. I remember lying in a bath that I made red with my own blood listening to Lady Grinning Soul when I was about 16 years old. I remember my mother not being able to cope, I remember not doing too well myself! I didn't listen to the album for about 20 years, I was afraid of it, as if the sound of the songs could flush me back into madness (or at least a more aggresive manifestation) like running water can flush a spider down a drain.