We stopped in this quaint little town for lunch. My ex-finace, his friend Al, and his wife, myself and our dog. It was a very cute little old fashioned town in central Florida. Spanish moss hanging from the old oak trees, older style homes, easily from the turn of the previous century. Wooden verandas, and green lawns, quiet streets and reaking of a historic and storied past. We all walked together, just taking a walk and admiring the setting, the dog leading the way in front, me holding the leash. I have long claimed to have a little bit more "Extra Texture" than the average person and I am sure have left myself open for critism from anyone who would care to give it. I wonder just what was happening here?
I was wondering even then.
I walked down the street, beautiful Florida day. The roads had barely a car and we could walk down the middle of them with the dog, our small group.
Such a nice place, Micanopy, I never heard of it before.
I waved my hand in the air as I spoke, Italian style:

What is going on here?
What is the story behind this place?
Can you feel it?
The "Weirdness Rays" are all around and so intense you can almost touch them. ( I made a gesture with my hand in the air as if feeling something in the air)
Can't you feel the "Weirdness Rays"? They are so thick I can almost touch them?
What is the history of this place? Does anyone know?
What is it ? Drugs?
Is everyone here on drugs or something?
Is it Haunted?
What is that I feel in the air?
Doesn't any one know?

(I looked at my ex and he was smiling and walking and saying nothing. )
I continued on quietly and then had to comment on it again.

What is it with this place?
What is it in the air I am feeling like this?
I turned around and looked at them all... I rubbed my fingers together in the air in front of me and them ...
CAN"T YOU FEEL IT ?! I said. THAT IS HOW THICK IT IS!
No one said a word. Not a word.
And No one ever told me anything about it...
years went by.

And now, I was just talking with a friend on the phone. She said she went to Micanopy with her daughter. She said on the phone: Micanopy is haunted you know?
NO I DIDN"T KNOW?!
Al and Denny are both gone now, both have died, I wonder if they knew?!
Playing with me to see how I would react. Well they got there reaction.
Darn them! They should've said something. We did return on another day and I did the same things and they did too. And still no one mentioned a word.

But now I got on the internet and googled it: It was once inhabited by an Indian Tribe that was killed off by the Spanish, that plus one of the hotels, a B and B which I was pointing too for it's beauty and architecture, was / is decidely haunted. The owners say no, but the rumors persist. It is well know in those parts to be so.
IF they were messing with me to see just how psychic I am ... well they got their answer.