Mary + Her Mental Health

So tomorrow is my birthday. I am venturing one year further into the third decade of my existence. Watersheds, such as birthdays, have an obvious propensity for one to reflect and ponder on the direction of one’s life. One might say one is pensive, and seeks to find meaning over one’s previous choices and circumstances. When one is confronted with one’s future and what it will hold for one such as myself, one must always keep in mind the importance of humor in one’s everyday dealings one with another. One must draw diversion, release, and even comfort in the wit one or another one may offer one. One may even offer this one a whimsy jest, which typically begins: “so this one and this other one walk into a bar…”
At other times, one must cast all levity aside and be able to look confidently at oneself and say: I like one. I’m proud of what one has become. One may be unsure of one’s future, but one has lots of promise. Go on, one. Spread your wings and be one with one.

Who knows? Maybe this time next year, one will be two? With one on the way?

Anyone?