Motivo para ficar em Belém

Hoje acordei com um misto de alegria e nostalgia. Estou querendo ir embora de Belém há bastante tempo, entretanto queria ficar, atitude bem típica de um libriano - indecisão.
Fiquei ouvindo a mesma música: Lost do Coldplay a manhã todinha. A letra tem muito a ver com o momento que estou vivendo, um momento meio romântico misturado à abstração maluca das teorias lingüísticas. As três imagens representam bem tudo o que eu estou vivendo. Um momento de dúvida de indecisão, de estar perdido mesmo... ai ai , que vida!!!

Lost
Just because I'm losing
Doesn't mean I'm lost
Doesn't mean I'll stop
Doesn't mean I'm across

Just because I'm hurting
Doesn't mean I'm hurt
Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserved
No better and no worse

I just got lost!
Every river that I tried to cross
Every door I ever tried was locked
Ohhh and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off

You might be a big fish
In a little pond
Doesn't mean you've won
'Cause along may come
A bigger one

And you'll be lost!
Every river that you tried to cross
Every gun you ever held went off
Ohhh and I'm just waiting until the firing's stopped
Ohhh and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off

Ohhh and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off
Ohhh and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off