patissier

as soon as i get a grip and make out a plan everything gets shifted. i guess the only way i'm going to get anywhere is just to brave through the storms again and be poor, poor, poor, again.
i want to be back in pdx and i set a date. i should go anyway. regardless of cash. i've landed on my feet before. i need the inspiration and motivation of being all alone.
living in stl, it's like my life is on hold, or even worse going in reverse.
i've got to get out of this town.
don't get me wrong, stl will always be the homebase, and i will always have my haunts and old friends, but old habits die hard.