The Hutch

Had this beautiful hutch or shelving unit made of rich dark brown wood. It was heavy. My neighbor appeared and offered to help me carry it. I was surprised at how much he was able to lift. We went through water (part of a river?) to get between his place and mine. He was as "a matter of fact" and I was grateful. I asked about the strange holes in the back and he explained they were there to reinforce a nail into concrete so that the hutch could potentially hand on any surface. Moments later I was in his house and most of the walls were concrete but very spacious, with precious little in the way of furniture, like some kind of finished basement. Our houses are identical but this seemed to stretch my dreaming mind.

Later I jump to my mom's house. Her neighbor's are now thugs. There was a shell casing in the front yard at some point and this was known as a historical fact in the dream. I went outside to find a protest of concerned citizens against the neighbors. I found myself being interviewed by a Spanish TV station. I answered a few questions in a diplomatic way. I noticed many protestors were wearing masks- some were Juggalos. All on the side of my mom? Strange. I sat on the small hill between the two properties and reminisced with someone about the fun times we had as kids on that small hill.