Life is like a massive stack of white paper. Each day we fill it with activity and choices and decisions. Some days we end the day on a high, with everything tidy. Others we find a mess on the page when day is done. BUT each morning is a NEW clean white page to fill without any thought to the past.
I kind of imagine one of those 3' sticky pads. Tear off the messy sheet, and the new one is right there, ready to be filled with genius. No looking for it--it's always there with the rising sun!