Last month I was out with my DSLR that I've had since 2011. I slipped on a wet rock and the camera fell in a puddle for about 3 seconds and is now a paperweight. On the plus side, I was able to track down the first and final photos I took with it. Both are equally boring.
I lost my job at the start of May, and a couple days later I started writing a new album. Just over 3 months later, I had this dark, heavy, beast of a finished record on my hands. It's been good to have something to focus my energy on, and get out some ideas I've had for a while