Déjà Vu

Ch 1: Welcome To New Orleans

New Orleans or rather "the big easy" as they call it. A city that is filled with food, lively music, Mardi Gras, night life and of course sweets. I never thought that I would ever get the chance to visit or live there. I started working as a radio broadcaster in my home town after I graduated college and luckily it paid off big time.

I was one of the most popular broadcasters the station has ever had which caused ratings to shoot through the roof saving the radio station from shutting down. The people loved my voice which I find kinda funny cause I absolutely hate hearing the sound of my own voice. Soon news of my broadcasting was floating around in the papers and of course..... TV. Something about all of this technology just doesn't seem fitting to me.

Facebook, X, insta, snap, etc... it's all just useless. Yes I have a phone but I rarely use the damned thing. The only time I do is to set an alarm, schedule my meetings, calls, txt and time I have never had the need to use it for anything social. I despise damn technology to a T. My popularity had gotten spread all over the world that the manager of New Orleans most famous radio station offered me a full time job which I gladly accepted.

I spent hours and hours searching on "the web" for a house to buy in New Orleans to call my own and after spending days looking I finally found one. Looking at the picture I felt a sense of comfort like I had been there once before but I'm not sure why. It was small but had a lot of room for my belongings so naturally I bought it. I had given in my weeks notice to the manager of the station I was working in saying that I was offered a job in New Orleans and that I'd be moving.

He was begging me not to go saying that without me the station wouldn't last much longer I was the only one keeping it afloat but I had already made my choice and wasn't backing out. It was hard leaving everything and everyone I knew but as the saying goes "once you leave.... you never look back." I was scared at first but I felt a sense of relief flood through me as if what I was doing was the right thing to do.

I'd listen to the radio while I drove on the interstate only stopping for something to eat, sleep and get gas on the way. For once in my life I felt free. I was so excited to be apart of the biggest radio station in New Orleans and starting a new life. It took several hours to drive but it was worth it as I drove past a sign saying....

"Welcome to New Orleans."