Many years ago our grandparents had a pillow, and only one per person. They prepared them well before the birth filling with bird feathers. The name of the future owner was embroidered and was placed next to the newborn’s crib to take with him to the grave. Every baby born, at night, began a dream that would be built over time and, before awakening, was saved on the pillow to disentangle the next night and follow a fabric woven as endless. Using other\'s pillow was dreaming someone else\'s dream, so the pillows never provided.