This is the only picture I took of the other night.
I spend an awful lot of my weekends in Salt Lake
with my dear friends. I will forever look at this tiny
little snapshot and remember everything about that
moment: Joshua Radin not six feet before me, his
honey voice, his honeyed words, trying to get the
self-timer on my phone to get the perfect shot and
then having that shot end up like this, better than I
might have even imagined it. I like that about pictures.