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Sundown April

Great God I’m back. 22 days in the ‘wild’. Minimum internet, maximum satellite, I was getting too comfortable. Family and friends, well more family than friends. 400 kilometers, hour after hour, mountains and towns. Sundown, around 18 of them, the rest was not seen because of rain. Bloggers milestone, maybe the future is here, a global village. And April, not the girl, not the town somewhere, the month that will forever remain in memory. Maybe not the best, or the worst, but somehow strange. Hope to get it right this time. This is our first 100 word composition. An Experiment.

- Gp 2005 - 24/04/2005

* Another experiment in Human Universe called the 100 REALITIES. The above passage has exactly one hundred words. (according to the Microsoft Office word count). I don’t know if it has been done before, but we will be using this to express our daily journeys, achievements, sadness and joy. In short, a composition or a short essay of our life and thoughts. Let see what the future holds. Godspeed.


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