All humans are self-obsessed. It's just how we are. If we weren't, we would never survive. All living things are self-obsessed, or at least obsessed with their very own survival. Or obsessed with passing on their genes in the shape of offspring. How obnoxious is that? What do we know about genetics? Maybe we don't have the best DNA in the world. But the point is, we all think we do.
So here is my testament to my very own self-obsession: self portrait #2673. At least, I think it has to be around that number. Looking back, it seems I am consumed with the idea of portraying myself. Why? I don't know. At least I stay still.