rainstorm

The rain is falling. I'm still here. I want to be somewhere else. I want to be somewhere nice. Ok, I make some things nice about here.
 
Life doesn't have to make sense. I need to move ahead anyway.
 
God, Higher Power, I just don't want to cry today, too!
 
How can I turn to my craeti creativity today? How can I use it to help myself and the world around me?
 
Oh, and a goal I'm forming would be to not listen so intently to whether people praise or criticize me. I know that's what I'm trained to do, but what about a different framing, where I am focusing mostly on what I choose to create, or what work I choose to do? Does sensitive always have to mean I take everything others say and do to heart?
I am here.