Leaving the matrix

I'm in what I accept as my room in the dream, (but in waking life isn't my room) I'm sitting on the floor it has grey carpet. The floor has a lot of clutter and there is a large long square piece of wood in front of me. Some scruffy looking guy walks into my room without knocking and talks to me. He looks a few years older than me. We hear my mom coming and we become in a hurry, he quickly rolls me a cigarette,and then lays it on the wood, it looks greasy and I think why did he do that as I quit smoking but I think to myself I smoke it anyways. Then he leaves and my mom comes in and just stands there rushing me because we have to go somewhere so I start picking up this money all over my floor before she see's it and takes it. I worry my mom will see the cigarette sitting there but I dont bother trying to hide it, I somehow know she wont look at it. I see larger bills, $50's $20's $100's and lots of quarters and a handful of pennies that I don't end up grabbing, just the quarters. It seems money keeps popping up in a crevice, it's endless and my mom is rushing me more and more.