(this is the original way it was recorded on the morning of August 17th 1996.that dream rocked. a little warped, i do realize, but it was one of those dreams that you
hate to Wake Up from. I mean, it almost beat a sexual dream, coolness-wise. well,
enough rantings from me.
~Allison~)
okay. just to warn you, i have no idea why i'm doing this. maybe because it was
a really good dream and i want to remember it, maybe i'll put it in a time capsule
someday so someone will read it, maybe i'll submit it to some internet site, or maybe i'll
write it and not ever read it again. no clue. but, anyway, here goes.
i think i know where this dream originated from. if i'm correct, it was one
sentence in an article from Q . "Aren't they great?" sighs Morissette with a motherly
beam when later informed of her youngest camp follower's...behavior."
my friend adrienne and i were walking home from something or other. we were
on a trip to Ottawa and were kind of lost. we went to this apartment asking if we could
use the phone. this old lady answered and said 'sure, it's over ther". adrienne called her
mom. when she hung up, she said to me "mom said we go 2 blocks left, cross the park
and then we'll be at Parliament Hill. she'll pick us up there in 2 hours, so we can do
whatever we want 'till then." "Great" i said
when we were done, we looked for the old lady to thank her for the use of her
phone. we couldn't see her on the first floor, so we crept up to the second floor. "i don't
know about this." adrienne whispered. "don't worry so much" i told her. when we didn't
see her, there was one door we hadn't looked in . I hesitated for a minute, and then
opened the door. i found a brick wall, but attached to it, was a ladder leading up to a hole
in the wall about 12 feet from where i was standing. "this is too weird...i'm leaving" said
adrienne, her knees wobbling.
i wanted to leave too, but i was too curious. i climbed the ladder and crawled
through the hole. when i got through to the other side, what i saw made my heart miss a
beat. i saw about 9 other girls in their teens/ early 20's. they looked like they were in the
middle of group therapy, or something. but the thing that got me was their ringleader....
Alanis Morissette! i just stood there with my jaw on the floor. "Well," she said, a little
soft spoken, "I think we've jsut found our final member."
for the next little while, it *was* like group therapy. we all talked about a ton of
stuff. Alanis was so nice. she just had this presence in the room. she really was an
intellectual. the best thing about her was that she never brought up her music, or talked
about it excessivly, but she was perfectly open and willing to talk about it if we asked.
i felt a little funny. i mean, first you're listening to the cd and looking at pictures,
and the next, you're spilling your guts to her?!? i didn't take a whole lot of notice to the
other girls. not because i was star-struck, or snobby, or anything. just because Alanis was
being, like, my best friend and i didn't know anyone else. i can't explain what it was like,
except....magical.
that afternoon we went out in a group, just walking the streets of Ottawa. alanis
and i were inseperable, and the group didn't seem to mind. she told me "You know, I was
the old lady in the apt. transformation device, but shh, don't tell anyone about it. I knew
when you knocked on the door that you'd be one of us". "you've gotta trust that intuition,
right?" i thought out loud. she nodded, obviously pleased. "what's the point of this
anyway?" i asked. "We've all shared the same kind of experiences" she said wisely. "You
came at the right time. I only have three more days before I start touring again, so I
thought we'd all do something totally spontanious." i arched an eyebrow. "what exactly
did you have in mind?" i asked. "We're gonna play in the Parliament buildings" she said
with a twinkle in her eye. "Can we do that?" I choked out in amazement. "Hey, I have the
key to the city don't I? Why not? We'll run around and sing....it'll be great. Oh, that's
another reason why you're here...you can sing". I just stood there in amazement, smiling
like a fool.
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