The strings of life are like a web. The same web that catches the love of your life also holds all the things we want to let go of. Bad memories or people who strain your life to the point of breaking this web. If we could only clip the string that hold the anger and all the things that clog up the web of life. Allow the web to flow free in the breeze and feel the sun and allow itself to be attached to strong trees that will allow it to stay strong and ever present. If only people with love and devotion be allowed to remain. What a wonderful life we would weave.