Dreams

July 23, 1995
I had a few dreams, namely three. I had very vague recollection of images. They were very short except for one.

I was at home with my parents and a visitor came to us. She had a friend with her. Her friend sat at a table near a wall. She sat next to her and a friend of mine sat across from the visitor's friend. As they were sitting at the table, I decided to join and I sat across from the visitor. I soon came to realize that the visitor was Tori. I became speechless. I did not give any emotional response. I sat as they were talking about something. Soon there was a pause in the conversation and I asked Tori if I could have her autograph. She said sure. I jump up for joy like a "Little Miss" which I definitely was not and ran upstairs to my room to get two items. From my bookshelf I got her authorized biography and I got her latest CD "Under the Pink." I brought them down and she signed both with long pen movements.

After moments, I felt that the moment would not be complete unless I could get a hug from Tori. For some reason, I could not bring myself to ask. Maybe I knew that asking for a hug was not meaningful than having one given without asking. During the dream, I had no understanding why I did not, but I just did not.

December 18, 1994
I remember being in a room in the house with a friend of mine. He talked about his music. He mentioned how he was about to find some old discs at some disc shops. He showed me a 3-disc collection of Tori Amos. I said, 'I have to have a copy of this. Jared would kill to get a copy of these, 'and I thought, 'my other discs as well.' He told me I could have them and I said, 'Are you sure?' He said yes, I asked again, and he confessed no. Satisfied with his truth, I looked through the collections. The three boxed were one-inch thick and the side of a record casing. The third box was white and had a picture of Tori in her wooden box, the second was grayish, and the first one was white (I paid no attention to the cover of the first and second one). I opened the first box and found a small disc and a pamphlet contained within. I flipped through the pamphlet and saw pictures of places with simple colors. One picture I recognized from my piano book which shows a picture of Tori by the song Thoughts. I continued through and found many images soothing and oddly familiar.

One page was as familiar to me as home. The picture showed the kitchen across the living room. The picture was taken at about an angle and was spotless. There was a small table was square and sheeted with a blue and white checkered cloth. The chairs were decorated the same on their seats and back. A flower basket was on the table. The table had four chairs. In the picture, the table was center left on a weaved rug with a circular pattern. Across the table was the kitchen open wide. There was a sink by the window with bright sunshine filling the room. I believe the time of year was Autumn. In front of the table was a sofa. The sofa was long and a coffee table sat in front of it with a chair to it's left. Magazines were on the table. A ghost of Autumn leaves floated above the sofa where Tori rested her head to the left end of the sofa. She appeared to be resting with her right limbs fallen over the side. Her hair flailed over the arm rest of the chair.

Somewhere along examining the photo, I awoke. The dream was difficult to remember. I had to push myself in a dreaming state in order to figure out where it started from. The dearest part is the photo I describe. I do not know why, but I think I might be lost in there...somewhere.

July 28, 1994
Dreams. Dreams. I do not know what I dream anymore. I just had a dream last night and I believe it was brought up because I am going to a Tori Amos Concert next month.

So, here I am going to a concert. My parents and I parked across the street from the place where Tori was. Going across the street, into the elevator, and up to the top floor, we arrived at the restaurant. She was playing at an elegant place and I just happened to know where. I got a table practically at the front where her piano was. Her head was faced away from me, but I just listened for a while. She was playing "Leather," I think. From the piano rolls I saw, I thought "Leather" was my best guess. Then, I noticed that what I heard did not match up with what she was playing or singing. I was very shocked. I looked at the person playing; it was not her (a male pianist was there). I looked down again and noticed that the hands were moving wrong and I noticed why. Next to the player was another pianist. There were two at the piano. I noticed that they were not singing, so who was? I turned around and saw Tori (Ellen) singing on stage with backup people interpreting her words. Then the song ended. The audience cheered her on and I did also. Then I ran to the front to try to get her autograph and failed. She left. My father inquired what I was doing and I told her that I missed her.

I thought for a moment that I could catch her leaving the building. So I ran out the room and past elevator doors, then I almost past one I missed. I went back pressed the elevator button and the doors opened instantly. Amy Andrews and Michelle were with me in the elevator and they warned me about how wacky the elevator was. It moved sideways, flipped in a circle and then finally landed with our feet on the ground. For some odd reason, I did not expect any less of the trip down. I, also, found that I missed Tori.

With nothing else to do, I went to the nearby music store and bought a case of CD's that were on sale. They were all the same and I do not know why I bought them. I went back to meet my parents and my brother and they were in the music store. I looked through the place and noticed three Tori Amos albums I did not have. I was going to buy them, but I woke up.

"Drops of Ivory",since July 1997