Day 157 of San Diego

My Nutrition teacher told us that proteins are made up of chains of amino acids. Amino acid chains are decided by your DNA. My teacher then told us that every time we look at someone and notice their weight, their height, their hair color, etc., we are seeing their proteins.

Now, I'm tempted to walk up to a random stranger and tell them, "Hey. Your proteins are showing."

DU-DUM, TSS!

Hey, imaginary readers!

FELIZ CINCO DE MAYO, AMIGOS!

You know what I did to celebrate May 5th?...

Absolutely nothing related to Mexicans.

... Actually, I didn't party whatsoever...

In other news, I'm not feeling better. I'm in that type of mood where, "Gee, a lot of crap is hitting the fan. Should I SERIOUSLY care anymore? PROBABLY NOT."

Unless it's something terrible like my mom having an anxiety attack or Mason unable to come home.

However, I'm not saying I'm NOT pissed off at the situations.

I'm just trying to convince myself that... crap happens. I can deal with it the smart way (talk it out), or I don't have to deal with it at all.

I mostly talk stuff out because I feel if I don't, I'll have a burden on my chest. I also don't want anyone else to have one.

I may consider therapy in the next couple of days if my mood doesn't change.

Honestly, I think it's just trauma from leaving Mason. I didn't even cry when I left. Sure, I got teary-eyed, but shockingly I didn't bawl my eyes out.

I did a few days back. Maybe those tears resembled leaving Mason as well as dealing with the stupid crap I was dealing with that day.

I do miss Mason...

When I saw him for the first time in four months, it felt like we weren't ever apart. The memories of how I felt while being away from him dispersed in an instant. Those feelings didn't matter anymore. I wanted to feel new feelings; happier feelings.

I miss those happier feelings just as much as I miss my hubby.

Fields of Old

"This land symbolizes the rhythm of the people, as it was formed through generations of farmers shaping it with irrigation," says John Qu, a member of our Your Shot community. "It is a rare phenomenon of man-made beauty disguised as a natural occurrence."

Qu captured the photo of the Yuanyang rice terraces while traveling in China's Yunnan Province. "I've traveled to this place multiple times, purposely in the winter, when the rice terraces are flooded. I've gone through the entire area and observed that the light at sunset, with the reflection and high angle, would make the terraces look more like a piece of abstract art, yet with real trees and huts. The shot was taken from a mountain above. I waited a few days for the perfect moment."