resentment of living in the little things, of being happy in the repercussions of a single manner one does. they are the ones neglected because just as they are the beads of happiness in our every day, they are, constant miniature of what is unrequited.
Monday, January 10, 2011
a photo and its story
This photo was taken in Tagaytay, at People's Park I think. I used my holga 135 BC for a weekend getaway with Melvin and Sheila. In the roll, I think this was the best photo I've ever captured. If it's not the best, then I think this was the decent one.
I remember how we used to see each other before, but in a one mistake everything has changed. That's why, I would rather be with my friends and family, they could understand well than others. But then again, I love this photo, not the memory of it even if it entails a lot of story.
Labels:
Holga 135 BC,
Lomography,
People's Park,
Tagaytay
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