My dreams

I am sitting in a lovely apartment in Berlin, drinking coffee and chatting. My friend Joel is up visiting, too, and he just took my picture. Or, as he puts it, I showed him my dreams. The problem, and you must believe me on this one, is that I am the least photogenic creature ever to be born, on this planet or any other. So he’ll develop the picture, and put it on his website, and then you’ll see it, too, and it will be nightmarish, not dreamy.