Ever since I was a little boy I had a dream, a dream that one day when I grew up I would lead a revolution in Russia and become it's dominating leader. After becoming the leader I would install a network of beach volleyball courts. These courts would show the people of Russia that it is ok to have fun and to relax.
Well today that dream is crushed.
It was below zero when I woke up and it is not much warmer now. Today when my fingers were punished harshly for the minor crime of touching the steering wheel I realized that I could never install a series of volleyball courts in Russia, it just would never work out. I mean where would I get all of that sand?
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I'm pretty sure Steve Perry said "Don't stop believin". And he took over plenty post-communistic countries.
It hurts when dreams die.
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