Sick in bed all day, finally had a sweet dream. I think I was back in college, or at least in my twenties, as this dream took place back in my childhood bedroom. Even the violet bedspread was from when I was very young. I was sick in bed and wearing what I had on, for real, minus the mauve nightcap and robe, both of which I do wear till this day: nightcap, velvet rose colored robe, navy blue Strand movie theater tee shirt, blue cotton pants, and my wooly slippers I got for Christmas. A tall, dark haired, boy came in, who I do not know. He was very good looking and perturbed. Seems it was Valentine's Day, and he had a valentine gift for me. He was very surprised that I had one for him too. He asked, "This is for me?" He had given me a beautiful little wooden music box. It was carved and painted on the top and when opened played a music box tune. He had something else for me, too, but I don't recall exactly what it was, perhaps a card or some candy. I also had a music box for him. Once again, it was wooden, carved, and painted, only my gift was much bigger than his, and when opened not only did it play music but the inside lid showed a full color little video with lovers. I remember the girl in the video had dark hair and maybe a little cap. He gave me a hug, and I told him I'd kiss him, only it would make him sick. I think he left shortly after that, but he was happy.
