I finally met Drew Barrymore and she was everything that I imagined, in fact, a bit more. I was so enchanted with the encounter that I felt an essential need to gift her with something, but all I had was some pocket sand from a beach in Nicaragua. A place where life was as it should be. Fear and uncertainty kept me from pulling it from my pocket, as I didn’t think she would understand. Now, as I sit and reflect in wonder of this lost, false and unreal moment, I think that she would. - dbA
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From The Journals of Dan Abernathy