Funny, I was just thinking about this, though my own life. Problem with muddling with others is unintended consequences. Who’s to say that bringing Henson to the hospital wouldn’t have ended badly? Hard enough to predict your own destiny. Others? No.
Of course there would be unintended consequences both good and bad but that happens no matter what one decide to change, we do not exist locked away in a storage cabinet. That is life. And since destiny is something you make for yourself and not are assigned as some sort of merit badge — destiny for me is just another word for potential, it’s the only way it makes sense — prediction is a fallacy.
I mean, there could be consequences to something so banal as going back and give yourself a hug., (Don’t give me that “the same matter can’t occupy the same space,” we’re not the same matter as five-seven years ago.)