Every day can be a party, when you can dance on the tears of sorrow.
Every day is a party when you can be in the now moment.
Every day is a party when you can appreciate the simple things in life.
When you wake up in the morning, can you look at yourself, with honesty, in the mirror, valuing what you are and what you have in your life?
Even when you are ‘no thing’ or ‘some one’, is it not enough to know that you just exist?
If you don’t need a reason to throw a party, then why do you need a reason to celebrate your life?
You don’t need so much to start your party every single day.
Every day is a party when you see the comedy in every tragedy, because even in the most painful life-experiences there hides a little joke.
Every day is a party when you allow yourself to see what you already have, instead of denying yourself this pleasure.
Maybe you don’t have much, but when you can celebrate ‘not having so much, which is still something, the party can begin.
Maybe you only have a roof above your head, then set that roof on fire, so that everyone knows you are celebrating life.
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