Thanks and a Plot

Hi all. I hope all is well with your lives. I want to say thanks to all of you for reading.

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Today, I am deviating from my usual "stories" to bring you a plot. At work today, I was trying write 9/18/15 I wrote down 9/18/25. So, after discussing the random ten year jump with my co-worker, we came up with this plot:

     A person is gifted through "lightning strikey" magical means the ability to travel through time. He/She does this by writing down the date that they wish to travel to. (Maybe they should find a book that lets them do this? anyway...) The catch- he/she can only travel to a particular date once. They cannot write down, for example, 5/4/1945 then 6/15/1999 and then 5/4/1945 again. There is the ability to travel to the "future" (defined as any date before the ability was discovered or any date beyond that that the character has not lived through), but because the future is not written, it carries great risk. Also, the more he/she travels to the past, the harder it will be for them to return to "their time" without someone noticing gaps in their memory (because they can only return to the "current date" once).

Sound fun?

Prom Politicians

who was going with who, who rejected who, who was wearing what dress, ex cetera, ex cetera, and blech. It was like an exercise for politicians and stars in training. Girls maneuvered and connived to get the "boy of their dreams" to ask them to go with them. Once they succeeded they planned elaborate photo-shoots in matching outfits, often not the ones they even showed up to the event in. Those who showed up without a date were shunned and treated as pariahs; and heaven forbid you show up in a dress that was a "hand-me-down" or bought second hand. You might as well not even show up, which would have been even worse. It would have shown you could not handle the "rigors" of a "proper" social life.