I'm not sure how I always end up living paycheck to paycheck. I get a considerable amount of tips. But between rent, electricity, taxes, and food, the money slips through my fingers. My apartment isn't great, but it's within my budget. And from my window I can see the faint blue outlines of the mountains. Whenever I feel like giving up, I just look at the mountains. And then I am reminded of why I'm here in the first place. I can never go back home.