From anywhere normal, Sarasota is about a day’s drive or a cheap flight. From your heart? It’s about as far as the last happy memory you’re willing to chase. But if you’re measuring in miles, just remember: it’s exactly as far as you want it to be, plus the cost of a Key lime pie bribe for the rental car agent.
Now go pack. The ocean is waiting, and it doesn’t know how to use a turn signal either.
