𝑰 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒊𝒂, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚...
𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝑰'𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒕.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆?
