I am a struggling musician.

In simple terms, it's the opposite of big-name artists. Usually, a struggling musician has a day job that he hates and when night falls, he grab his guitar and hop around the city bars to play a tune or two in exchange for a free dinner. It's close to frustration.

I'm not into busking yet, but maybe soon. It usually depends on the invites and events. No regular gigs up my sleeves, but sometimes I hang out at The Outpost and/or Handuraw Pizza. That's Veteran's Drive and Gorordo Ave. respectively.

Here.

Besides waiting for my rocket to come, I work in a flight school. At least I got free plane rides.