Last year I had a little melt down. I'm pretty sure it was a 1/3 of the way through life freak-out. Being 28 is more comfortable. There's something about looking a deadline in the face and missing it that makes the whole thing a lot less stressful! Nearly dying, changing jobs, and relationships helps shake things up and mellow you out a bit too!
I'm 28, I'm alive, and my world hasn't fallen apart because I didn't reach all of my goals! To that I say:
Happy Birthday to me!