I dreamt of a piece of life-sized sculpture shaped like a toddler, which would respond to feelings of love when cuddled. The sculpture was light-beige in color and featureless, a bit like a plaster cast, but it was smooth, soft, and pliable. When held tight against one’s body, it would move and adjust its limbs in search of a most comfortable position. I remember it arching its neck and turning around slowly, as if to see who was cuddling it. When I woke up, I realized such a sculpture might be difficult to realize today, but that it would soon become possible to implement in some version of virtual reality.