I came home feeling really icky tonight. Not sure what is was...almost a forboding feeling...of what, I don't know. Or perhaps the leftovers I was eating had gone bad.
Either way, I slept for most of the evening, waking up to find myself drooling, and the time shown on my clock quickly approaching midnight.
I set up my camera on a tripod, attached the speedlight, and let my dancing turtle (everyone should have at least one) do his thing. Feeling quite heavy and fatigued, I let this traditionally-slow creature be dynamic for me.
And for a brief moment, I smiled, right before the nausea set in again.