More often than I’d like to admit I fantasize about my basketball days. I relive those glorious (and inglorious) moments of high school and even my short college career through ridiculous dreams, which often involve me hitting last second game winners or going off for 40 or even 50 points.
It seems these dreams are indicative of the universal desire for more – more achievement, acclaim, and notoriety. And while one half of us enjoys these silly dreams the other half of us recognizes that fame is usually more burden than blessing.
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