Spies, alien pigs, bunnies and necklaces.

Date: 7/4/2018

I was newly living with others in some communal house. I think I was a spy or something. Anyway it was the living situation which bothered me. I had to share my room with a Dude. I guess, it was like he lived in the back of the room, or in a room off of mine which was wide open, no door and no wall. At first it was just a little weird but I kept getting more and more wigged out by the stuff going on in the house. He kept touching me, my shoulders, and I kept brushing it off. One day I wandered into the kitchen and found a live brown bunny in the oven. I walked away a moment to look for others and ask them what was going on, but went back and took it out. I was in disbelief, this house had two bunnies which lived in a hut. When I came and brought mine he lived with them and was happy. I was furious they would eat a bunny in my house. I also was mad because the dude who lived in my room, his morals were just not mine. I wanted to be far away from him. Finally I went off on him the next time he touched my shoulders. I think he was the grandfather type but it felt icky and sleezy and I stormed out of my room ready to leave and never come back. I met a friend in the hallway and asked her if she would go for a walk with me and listen to my angry venting. She agreed. We wandered around and she did listen to me and we ended up in some museum/ restaurant I think. She gave me a vegan sandwich, trying to soothe my anger. I ate it even though it was terrible and very squished and maybe part of it wasn't vegan because I couldn't be sure because I hadn't made it but it was a nice gesture she tried. I was still angry. I wore a lot of necklaces which were very important and I somehow lost my shirt over dinner. Or one of them. I wore a skimpy lace thing with no bra and that was it. But worse I lost my friend, she disappeared and turned into a necklace. I had to go to a certain house in the back and watch an old TV to get her back maybe. One of the important necklaces broke. It was like a bottled Pyramid perfume. ~ A time later where I am on a ship, like a spaceship maybe, and I am speaking with my counterpart in the organization who is contacted though a special table. This person has no legs and maybe no arms, but is a doctor and my partner on the other side. Other side of what I don't know. But we contact a man to help us, a counterpart of someone here, we contact him through the mirror or the monitor. It's the dude who lived in my room before. He's been promoted. I'm not happy but he seems different, younger with more zest. He helps us. ~ I have a moment when I wake up and fall back to sleep. Someone is looking down at me and telling me, or we're talking, about how the problem is with my sexuality. I'm denying it, or fighting it, or something. ~ Later I'm with a family, mine apparently, and we're shopping or decorating our house which is the shopping warehouse. We're picking out the things to buy and I think we are also working too. I'm younger, a teenager maybe, and my parents seem cool. I like them well enough. But an alien is running around under the covers of their bed in the bedroom we all share and some of my blood is smeared on the wall. I recall being lifted by a beam, like in alien movies, and something bad happening right there where the blood is but I gloss over it and don't tell them. Finally we see the alien and its a pig, or resembles one more and more as we view it. I realize it turns into a pig as I identify it that way. I also realize is a shape-shifting alien with empathy or telepathy or something, it resembles whatever I think it is. I wonder if I am responsible for the alien abduction incident then. Like I made it happen though my thinking it was happening.