Todo mundo mesmo.

Ontem tive a chance e o prazer de ver isso ao vivo, ao lado de ótimas companhias, inclusive a que eu sempre tinha imaginado para titio Stipe & cia. O show, ótimo, mas eles têm uma música que é... não sei, acho que inexplicavelmente dolorosa, sofrida e linda. E me fez pensar, pensar, pensar. Acho que isso é o que eu mais tenho feito ultimamente.

Pelo menos pensei que tive uma noite quase perfeita, e que ri por rir, gostoso mesmo, como há tanto tempo não fazia. Isso faz bem, mas eu poderia ter tido mais do que duas horas de sono. Por isso mesmo, vou pra cama. Boa noite (às 12h31).

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When your day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries n everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
If you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on

'Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone

-- Everybody Hurts, a jóia do R.E.M.