This morning, when I got into my car to go to work, I noticed a purple Ford Escort parked in front of my neighbor's house.
I used to own a purple Ford Escort, so it made me think: What if my past self had returned to warn my present self about some impending danger!
And then I realized that my past self would only be able to warn my present self about something that had already happened, which would mean my present self would already know about it anyways.
And then I thought: that somehow figures. I'd be awesome enough to figure out how to time travel but dumb enough to travel from the PAST into the present instead of vice versa, making the whole escapade 100% useless.
I then turned on my headlights and realized it was a BLACK Ford Escort, rendering this whole tale absolutely without point.
So goes the world of Lindy Loo.