Had a strange dream last night. I almost never remember my dreams, when I do it's usually something really important.

In this dream I was traveling or at least didnt have a strong sense of having a home in the dream. I was fighting in some sort of cause, but we weren't doing very well. The surroundings were very bright, blue skies, sunny, and high above sea level.

I forgot how, but I realized I had a parasite in my left forearm, wriggling in my veins. I went to somebody who told me that I need to get rid of it, because it's dangerous and nobody could do it for me. Eventually I cut through my vein to kill the parasite, but it didnt die. Instead it regenerated, poked its head out of my arm, and started eating my arm really painfully. I got it to stop and it kept growing longer through my veins to the rest of my body. I remember having the sense that this wasn't the only type of parasite, and not the only one in my body. To get rid of the parasite I had to get some tongs, grab the parasite's head, and tear it from my body. It was really uncomfortable but not exactly painful