After catching a bead-encrusted lizard and making a wish, I spent too long in paradise. By the time I got back to my futuristic house, all that was left of my brain was a broken masquerade mask, suspended from wires in the darkness of my otherwise-empty skull. Everything else had long since rotted away.

This dream illustration in ballpoint pen, and over 120 like it, can be found in print form in my Book of Dreams (and Nightmares): Volume 1, available from Amazon (https://www.amazon.com/dp/1548199664).