This wasn't supposed to look so morbid. I put my old 18-135mm lens back onto my camera for today's photo. I'm so used to my 35 prime that it felt awkward and too chunky. It's probably a good idea to sell it with my d40x body (probably after I finish my 365). I'm saving up for a d7000 so I can shoot video, too. I promised myself that I won't get it until I find a job first but by that time Nikon'll probably release a newer model. I don't know.
Sometimes I worry that my photo ends up looking exactly how I'm feeling, if that makes sense. And mostly it's unplanned and unintentional, it just comes out that way when I'm done editing. I go into this sort of trance when I edit photos. Someone could be talking to me or knocking on the door, or my music could stop playing and I won't even look up from my screen. I scare myself sometimes.