Internal Reverie Service

 Dream:

I am a new IRS agent. I am assigned to audit Joe Biden. I am wearing a tie. I visit him at a house. I ask him to gather his tax records and then I look for a table on which to conduct the exam. The first table has a lamp with a bad lamp stand that has to be perfectly, and precariously, balanced on small pebbles serving as balancing shims. I awake.

I don’t want to audit the president. I expect he has better lamps, and probably better tax examiners.