Day 106 of San Diego

I'm starting to get a horrible headache from the lack of sleep I had last night. Nothing of my fault, simply awful habits of waking up in the middle of the night for some - or no - reason. 

My day was splendid. I woke up and hung out with Mason all day before watching movies and continuing to hang out with Mason. <3

Tonight, I watched 12 Years a Slave and I have to say... it's one of my top favorites. I enjoyed it very much and I learned a thing or two on slavery. It's nice to learn new things from the television. 

Did you know people sold slaves nude? I didn't know that until I watched that movie. Sometimes, whenever I watch movies such as those, I feel guilty. Although I wasn't there in the time of slavery, I know my ancestors were. I can't guarantee they owned slaves, but I'm guessing they did. 

It gets me wondering: if I was born in the age of slavery, would I care to own slaves? Or would I be like myself now; knowing that slavery was an inhuman, sinister act, and in the end, avoiding to purchase slaves?

I almost don't want to know the answer.