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Genius is no more than childhood recaptured at will, childhood equipped now with man’s physical means to express itself, and with the analytical mind that enables it to bring order into the sum of experience, involuntarily emassed.

-Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867)
I read Micro Fiction: An Anthology of Really Short Stories (edited by Jerome Stern) for a class.   Each story inside was comprised of a mere 250 words--perfectly suited to my attention span.  The professor told us to write our own 300-word  "micro narratives" describing events from our pasts.

I'd like to continue to do this as a personal project of self-reflection and self-preservation.  All I have are snapshots of my past, things I'm afraid to forget.  These memories are not necessarily significant, but who knows, maybe they are.

These are imperfect--parts may be missing, exaggerated, fabricated.  But these aren't fiction.  These are tidbits of my life as I remember them.
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