Das Vidania Bitches!!!!

So it doesn’t mean Happy New Year…so what? It actually probably means Goodbye in whatever language it is. But maybe that’s what makes it even more appropriate. Saying goodbye to 2005 is a welcome salutation for most. I met up with the “BG’s” after the traditional toast at midnight with the family. They had already picked up there new slogan, since their party had been going on for a while already. I had spent the last few days lamenting over the fact that lyn and I could not make it work. I didn’t have a change of heart but I did miss her and wondered about her. It was spending time with these friends that brought me back to why I felt we needed to make that move in the first place. I think I jumped in too deep initially wanting things that she wasn’t ready for. And I think she found what she believed she wanted but just not at the right time to want it. Jealousy and possessiveness became too much of an issue and I really felt like it limited us both as people. I won’t waste time passing any blame because that’s not what’s important. But neither of us is the kind of person who can handle too many restrictions for the opposite sex. We both thrive as social creatures when we can feel the freedom of being ourselves and not having to supress any impulses or limit our activities. So walking through Various parts of The French Quarter with the beautiful girls I was with especially Lex with her sexy ass and Lynette with that great smile I remembered what it was that I had been missing in my time trying to play the role of monogamous boyfriend, instead of the role I was born to play…Gian. I missed being able to be attentive to women without the confinements of obligation.That is not to say I was ever stifled by needing to be attentive to lyn. But I was stifled by not being able to be attentive to others because of her. Knowing that walking arm in arm with them and Tiff and Gina would have no repercussion and only serve to strengthen my bond with people I want to be closer to is very refreshing. Knowing that I can say that without worrying that a reader might make me answer to it is refreshing. And primarily of all being able to enjoy the company of women without feeling guilty or worrying that my significant other is enjoying the company of men is most refreshing.

And goodbye to Katrina. Of course that’s a little short sighted. We’re still well in the aftermath of Katrina. Still displaced, still waiting for reparations, still twiddling our thumbs til one day when everything is back to normal. It’s sad that I don’t even feel safe walking on my beloved Canal street the way I once did when the city was grown. There’s almost nowhere to go, and no reason to go there. I could walk down Canal to Harrahs for nostalgia purposes but I’d find Harrah’s closed and Canal St dark. I wouldn’t even think of venturing anywhere outside of Uptown, the Westbank or Metarie. And who knows what will become of New Orleans when it is refaced by Washington and all it’s contractors? Maybe I won’t even like it anymore. But I can say this, a return is imminent. Local New Orleanians are too rooted to their territory not to vigorously fight for a return. So Das Vidania displacement, New Orleans is rebuilding.

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