Yesterday, I took a day for myself and drove the ten or so minutes to Somners Point.

It’s just over the bridge. Ocean City is a completely dry county, so if you want to drink, you have to go to Somners Point to get alcohol.

I offered to get beer for my guy, giving me the perfect reason to go. I’ve never driven by myself on the east coast and until Sunday, had never driven on the east coast even with him in the car.

I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again. When you’re staring at nothing but blue, to me it’s impossible to feel anything but about two inches tall. It really puts things into perspective.

For me anyway.