February 2: I had a dream last night. I never, hardly ever, dream, but I was thinking about these “Love, February” essays and was also thinking about dedicating each day to a favorite hallyu star when I fell asleep. This is the only way I can explain what I dreamt. To be clear, I wasn’t going to gush about boy bands and actors, because I don’t think that’s what @hotcocoagirl envisioned. And it would be pretty annoying to read on the fanwall, especially if you don’t care for who I do—and I don’t need an excuse to fangirl anyway! However, as my brain was attempting to organize the thoughts of my day, I dreamt about Doojoon and Yoseob. And probably the rest of Highlight too, but these two were seated next to me and so I interacted with them. And my husband, he was there too.

Setting: A diner, in a booth with a long table, like there were probably 6 people on each side and Doo joon was on my left and Yoseop was on my right. And Yoseop was just touching my face, like my son did when he was a baby, like he was fascinated by my skin or something. So weird but, like all dreams, it was totally normal. And Doo-joon was just being silent and shy. Until I asked him about what he was interested in. And then he showed me some ideas he had about, what else, comic books! I know, my dreams are totally flow of consciousness, as they should be, So guess what DJ likes— DC comics— at least in my dream. And it just so happens that my son loves comics. So there’s that connection. I love my son.

Love,
February