Dreamwork
Searching for a house to live and settle down in, I find myself going to an open house where I took a look into this janky-ass bathroom. A withered, skinny, bearded old man was tied to the shower and spewing puss from his mouth as he dissolved and disappeared down the drain.
Old, cystic wounds washing away is how I interpret it. Things I should no longer be hanging onto finally swept away. Down the drain.
Time to move forward.