happy birthday to me! i’m 32! sooo i’d usually use this opportunity to expound on the status of my thought process and how i feel and tie some neat, funny well considered bow. welp, like your favorite jamaican restaurant with the good fish head soup and rich, deep brown oxtail gravy —HAPPY JAMAICAN INDEPENDENCE DAY—me nuh have dat fi offa today! today i’m soaking the expansiveness of my life in. today i’m feeling NOT thinking through! if you want to understand my outfit—copped at the local rainbow—go read Hood: Index 3 on my website. slide me a gift! slide me some money! slide me words of precise intention and well timed matter! slide me some peace! i will be rocking at my crib with my bestie and my mama like the itty bitty baby wrestler i am, feeling loved and releasing all that does not serve the abundance that my spirit taps into. happy birthday to me! happy birthday TO ME!
[Image Description: Joselia, this instagram’s narrator is celebrating her 32nd birthday. She is sitting on her front verandah on a green metal chair. Her yellow hatted head—Kangol terry cloth bucket— is tilted to the right. Her eyes are facing right, perhaps indicating anticipation for the future of which she knows is simply and expansively as well cultivated presence in present. A white facemask dangles from her ear. She is wearing a spaghetti stap, tie dye print, stretchy one piece outfit that she bought at a local Rainbow. In the background is an aloe plant in a blue pot.]