The other night when I was unable to fall asleep, I picked up my phone and began scrolling through my photos on Instagram. Itís something I rarely do except to see if I recently posted a similar photo. I felt quite happy browsing through the photos Iíve taken over the past few years because each one is a part of me. I was surprised that so many of the photos were moments I vividly remember. I thought that after a few years or even a few months, I would forget what I was feeling in a specific moment captured in a photo. Often, however, it triggered my memory of the moment.