I guess it's not Indian giving if a person leaves you something in their will, but then turn out not to be dead. I was given a rod and reel by Bill Helton, but it was conditioned upon his death. The fact that he was alive was lost on me as I argued with him about why he wanted it back.
Before that I was in my room and found an ant infestation in full swing. I had to fight some ants in my kitchen the other day, so this dream was particularly disturbing. They were everywhere, both in my dream and in my real life experience, necessitating a deep cleanup of everything.
Somewhere in one of my dreams I was urinating into a milk jug, but that probably has to do with my having to pee right now.
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