Every now and then my subconscious throws up gems like this

 Last night I dreamed I was living in a post-apocalyptic world. The apocalypse was not specified, nor was the state of the world. But I was living in straitened circumstances, in some kind of compound, with a group of other people. The only other person I knew or remember distinctly is a work colleague, who drew the ire of everyone in the compound by having sex very noisily in one of the none-too-private rooms. Because I totally want to think about my colleagues having sex, thank you very much brain! Anyway, I did something rather careless on a trip outside the compound and somehow became cursed with the ability to attract worms. Yes, worms. Every time I sat still or laid down for any length of time all these worms would come crawling up the walls and the furniture trying to get to me. The others couldn't be having with this, so I was going to be kicked out of the compound. Most of the dream was taken up with me preparing to go off and live by myself in a tent. Just as I was about to leave it started raining really hard, and the others decided it would be too awful for me to have to go out in rain, so I could stay for a bit longer. At which point I woke up...