Staring up at the ceiling fan the other night, I realized how exhausted I still was from the music awards. And the two subsequent photo shoots done at the studio this week.
I crawled into bed, snapped the photo, and went to bed.
If sleep was for the wicked, then wicked I may be.
I like how the iphone shutter was slowed enough to blur out the blades of the fan, but fast enough to capture the lights in perfection.
And, of course: the one burnt out light.
I should change that.
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