Why Is My Troat Hurting So Bad

Fiesta

Why we love it the party? Why do you always cling to any excuse to celebrate? Even without reasons, party.
Why is it always ended up with any excuse and party together?
We see death around us, but we chose to look at life, life is there, breaking through in the midst of desolation.
We do not look the terror, we always look at the beauty, the beauty that is always there to be admired.
We have a fire, a flame that never goes out. Even in the most extreme situations we scream "party."
In life there are moments of happiness and of others. In these ugly times we cry and suffer like everyone else, but also laughed, danced and sang, because the party gives us strength, gives us life, we creative and powerful returns. So there is a party.