Our vacation is ending tomorrow. We’ve been here since July 5, and I’ve read 6 books in this time. I have also been informed by my child that food and good don’t rhyme. Overall, these are excellent vacation results.
Tomorrow, as usual, we’ll experience the culmination of the vacation which is an obligatory visit to Naples, Florida. I love it like a Muslim loves going to Mecca. I can’t fully explain why, but I achieve great inner peace there.
Laughter and slaughter don’t rhyme either. My youngest reader is miffed.
I have never been to Naples. What’s the draw?
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“I have never been to Naples. What’s the draw?”
I’ve been (last time… several decades ago) … and would also like to know… from what I remember it wasn’t awful or anything but not noticeably different from Fort Myers (which was a very mixed bag).
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In esoteric circles, there is a concept of the place of power. It’s a place that gives you a big jolt of energy. It’s like being plugged in and massively recharged. Everybody’s places of power are different. There is usually no immediately obvious explanation for what causes this. One of my heaviest places of power is in our local trampoline park on the side to the right from the exit. I feel nothing whatsoever to the left of the exit, but the entire right side charges me up like a flying monkey.
Identifying your own places of power is a really good idea. Whenever you have an energy-consuming task ahead, you go there and get charged up. I have four such places close to where I live, and three of them cost nothing to access.
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LOL, can still see our effeminate grade nine French teacher shrieking “No, Not le LE “ to a room full of astonished barbarians of lesser ethnic descent ;-D
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You know downvoters always remind me of that unpleasant photo of Temperance “ladies” solemnly swearing that, “Lips that touch liquor will never touch ours” ;-D
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