Dream: Stranger in my own apartment

I woke up and I left my room. There were about ten or twelve other people in the apartment, and all of them looked shocked to see me. This lady damn near charged me and I took a step toward her and she stopped. She was confused as to who I was, and demanded to know where someone else was (let’s just say the name was Lily, for sake of later reference). She was almost in tears, and frightened at the same time. I told her I had been living in this apartment since last March, and I had no idea about a Lily or anyone else. I looked around at all these middle aged people wandering around in my suddenly bigger apartment.

Someone was in the bathroom and I had to go, and a younger girl reminded me about the other one, the one with stalls. I followed her (there was suddenly a hallway where my refrigerator usually is, which would put one in my closet, but here it was a hall) down the hall, which tilted downward. The light was somehow thin and blue, and it seemed cold. There were high windows and everything was white tile, but it wasn’t too bright or blinding because the light was too dim. The girl was nice to me and smiled. I felt like I wanted to spend time with her and get to know her and hang out.

We left the bathroom and we were in a bus terminal waiting for a bus to come. There was a group of people who all seemed about my age, and they seemed to be interested in the same things as I was, and they all welcomed me when I walked up, not as if we knew one another, but as though they accepted me immediately into their group. One of the kids had an acoustic guitar, but he wasn’t playing it. The girl sat next to him, drawing her legs up beneath her as she did so.

Dr. Ninja came from my room to the bus station and asked who all the people in the house were. I said I didn’t know, and I was like come and sit with us for awhile, because the people I was sitting with would be leaving soon. Everyone welcomed him too, and he seemed to like the environment and seemed to smile in a particular way that signified sincere pleasure. The people invited us to go with them to wherever they were going, and we ran back to my place to pack.