Old apartment

Date: 8/13/2019

Im on auto pilot, meant to be moving to a new apartment and im excited to arrive. Next thing you know i realised I have arrived at my old place into the late hours of the night, except i dont leave. I fall into this trance as i notice things that are mine are lying around, i begin to collect them and even pack them in my suitcase because theyre mine! I contemplate taking things that arent mine but dont. I figure its still a shared apartment so if i make noise leaving nobody will suspect anything. Bare in mind this old apartment is nothing like my actual old apartment) So as im almost finished packing i hear a noise and see light from a door crack. At first i think its someone down the corridoor going to the bathroom but its actually someone coming out of the room parallel to me, so i cant hide. I quickly stand up in the dark as to look less suspicious. And for somereason shout hello. This causes a small white dog to walk over to me but not in a threatening way. And i say hello again, and a skinny older man talks out creaing a shadow shouting hello back in a questioning threatening but also frightened tone. He sees me and i am terrified. I quickly say I’m so sorry. Im scared too, i just wondered into the wrong apartment. He looks at me and asks if I’ve eaten dinner (he thinks I’m homeless or something? Its also 3am or something so idk) then i say no no i don’t need dinner. The next thing i know the lights are on and its the whole family sitting on the couch as i explain myself. I say i used to live here and describe my old room (incorrect to reality may i add because all of a sudden i “had an on-suite bathroom” ) and how i found some of my own things and packed them away and they could even check what i was taking. Then the mum and dad look up to me and i see they have a son around my age also sitting on the couch, he is stunning ice blonde grown out roots with blue eyes and a cool outfit. We make eye contact and it causes me to wake up. I have had dreams where i accidentally end up in my old place before, it was very different, in the daytime and only focused on my old room and who lived there now. I went through their stuff and was happy to find the person was cool and liked the same things as me. This has now become a fear of mine, accidentally going there on auto pilot. I lived alone in a shared apartment for a year, with two other rooms where the people come and go over the months. I have no desire to live there or go back there, but what do these dreams mean? PSA sorry for any bad grammar or spelling mistakes, its currently 5am when i woke up to write this and my brain isnt awake