𝑨𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆. 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕, 𝑪𝒆𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚, 𝒂 𝒑𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒎 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑬𝒅𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅, 𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒏. 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍. 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 - 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 - 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒅, 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒎.