When brewing coffee using a magic machine, you have to have confidence that everything will work. Much like a sophisticated car, the magic machine does not suffer incompetent fools lightly. No butterknife screw removals or fork probes are going to fix the problem, so if it goes south, there is only one thing to do. Cry. Oh yes, and a call to the magic machine helpline can be of benefit.
Today is not the day to worry, however. Like the previous 365, the saving grace fluid flows from the twin spouts like it looks forward to my lips. A few sips and the clock once again comes into view. The power of being able to set it to December 2, 1923, is a great feeling. The time is set for one hour, and the plunger is pulled.
It looks like the clock took us to a hospital in New York City. The name on the stuff in the hallway says Flower Fifth Avenue Hospital. Looking ahead, the sign over the door says “Maternity.” It is anybody’s guess as to why we are here. There is only one baby still in a bassinet, and above the baby is a large tag with the name Sophie Cecilia Kalos.
While scratching my head at what this could mean, the alarm goes off, and I drop back into my living room. It seems one hour in the time travel business is too short. Looking at my phone gives me the idea of looking up Sophie Cecilia Kalos. The stunning answer comes in an instant. We just visited Maria Callas when she was born.
I also have a text from Linda Hill. It reads. Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “confidence.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
To see what others have done with the prompt, visit Linda’s post. Here is the link. https://lindaghill.com/2023/12/01/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-dec-2-2023/
Confidence by John W. Howell © 2023
“Well, that was fun.”
“You pulling my leg?”
“No, I am serious.”
“You usually have some critical words to say.”
“Where’s your confidence, my man?”
“Well, sometimes I do take some weird turns.”
“The idea of an alarm clock that allows time travel is weird, but I’ve bought in.”
“Nice of you to say.”
“Besides, this may be a don’t look a gift horse in the mouth situation.”
“Meaning?”
“You are my sole source of VooDoo Ranger.”
“Nice to know you are kind, so you don’t lose your supplier.”
“That’s not the whole reason.”
“Name another.”
“The bar nuts.”
“Fine. Order Uber.”
“Done, he’s right over there.”
That’s a 1966 AC Cobra. We can’t fit in there.”
“Sure we can.”
“How?”
“We can squeeze together.”
“This I have to see.”
“Let’s go.”
