I grew up close to the sea. Sand between my toes. Salt in the air. Seagulls flying overhead. Mermaids on the shore in the early morning mist.
Why would you ever leave such a place?
And yet, I did.
Recently, I moved back after 20 years.
Being back reminds me of this story.
For three nights in a row, a poor bloke dreams about finding a treasure at a far, far a…