A Part of the Sea

I woke up Wednesday morning and knew that I needed
to be in the ocean.  I couldn't explain this urgency,
but just like the day I woke up and needed to go to Berlin,
I had to make it to the beach.  Thankfully, the fare to Rockaway
is much less than the fare to Germany.

It took me 3 times to actually muster up the courage to go
under. The waves were surprisingly large and rough, and the
temperature was shockingly cold at first
-typical for the Northern Atlantic.

It was the kind of day when a dip in the ocean felt like
so much more than it was. I felt connected to the ocean on
Wednesday, and it was a beautiful thing.