“Paradox. There can’t be two versions of me in the same timeline simultaneously. Besides, I’m on the trek they are about to undertake. And I had to fight and bleed just to get this far. They won’t make it, they haven’t a fighting bone in their body. They never had to claw to survive.” If that is my future self in the mirror, then I had to have gone back through time. Somehow. Without disturbing my current self. But the very act of jumping through time splits timelines. Right?

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