I am a person living in St. Louis Missouri. I am a musician, and a fellow human who is working through his fair share of the crap all of us humans have to work through. I have metaphorically/spiritually began a journey where I have packed up my few things that I hold most dear in my life, music, my family, my dog, my friends and all the amazing memories I have up to this point of my departure. Not a departure of a physical place per sae, but a departure of a place inhabited by memory and trauma. I don't know where it is that I am going to go let alone end up, all I know is that this journey is happening now as I write this. I exit this shamble of a town that I have made my home in search for some place better and brighter. My real residence, my real home that is awaiting my arrival.