I am convinced that one day I will be able to travel in time.
My reasoning is very simple. I am an ideas man, and I have amazing ideas. Some are good, some are not so good, but the not so good ones generally just need a bit of refinement. And my ideas are original.
The problem is that a lot of my ideas don’t seem original. Occasionally someone will tell me that my original idea already exists, or is in the making. Meaning that my original ideas don’t seem that original.
But I still think they are. And therefore a future version of myself must be traveling back in time and mentioning these ideas to others. My future self must be a practical joker.