We Learn | Shooting with Josephine for John & Anbern’s Wedding

On regular days, I’d walk out the rusty gate of the apartment my sister and I are staying.
 
And Mama would always scold me, for walking under the sun even if I bring her hot pandesal when I return.
 
I’ve known this barber since I can remember and on my short walk home, I always think about one thing.
 
“What did I ever do right to be here?”
 
The thought sometimes scares me, but I’ve learned to appreciate these things. You know?
 
You only need one friend to survive, a friend once told me.
 
I’m lucky there are a few who calls me a friend too.