I celebrate discovery: traveling, seeing new places, getting lost in a new city. I love that. It's totally new for me and that's when I realize that there's some king of magic. I feel fully happy and I want to celebrate how lucky I am. I think another kind of celebration is the one you have with yourself. It's this moment when you realize you've done something special for you: something you were afraid of, something that was hard for you or something you've been working on for a long time. When you get to this point you feel proud and there's some sort of internal celebration inside you. At least that what I feel sometimes.