Just woke up from a nap after lunch. I dreamt our heroine was on the run from the galactic police for a discrepancy surrounding dubious business expense claims in her tax return and finds herself running a popular bar in a humanoid community amongst the gut flora and fauna of a giant space faring lizard fish thing amongst a school or flock of these things. I don't remember much else other than its title had to be `June Callwood Cheats On Her Taxes` for some reason. #scifi #dream