Life is rather like washing on a line, everything we do is out there for the world to see. Sometimes the washing is not pegged up well and will fall down, like some of our reactions can give us a bit of a tumble. Other times all that flaps in the wind brings freshness to the items hanging out, akin to different things that we partake of that bring a newness to our day. Washing itself just hangs there if unhindered and with this just flows with the wind and enjoys what is brought its way. Become like the washing, accept the newness of life, flow with the winds of change, and be fresh and ready for the new day.