creativity

I could breathe underwater. I explored coral reefs made of candy. Jelly fish were swimming around. I ate a piece of coral and it tasted like cotton candy. I found a giant oyster and inside was a pearl made of chewing gum. I chewed the pearl and it became a huge bubble gum. The bubble popped and I bounced out of the water. I woke up with a dry mouth.

I was painting, but the paint wasn't coming from the brush, it was music. Each color was a different note. I painted a soundscape: mountains of bass, a river of high-pitched melodies. A little bird flew over and landed on the painting, joining in the song. It was so beautiful. After I finished painting, the painting itself started playing music. It felt very inspiring. I woke up.

my teeth started moving and falling into my hand. painless, just weird. looking at them, they turned into little piano keys. i tried to play, but it just made a clacking teeth noise. a giant beaver came and took my keys, he needed them for a musical dam. stood there, toothless and confused. woke up running my tongue over my teeth

I was a detective investigating the case of the stolen cookies. The only clue was crumbs. I followed the crumbs to an ant nest. I interrogated the queen ant with a magnifying glass. She confessed everything, a crime of passion over a sugar lump. Case closed. I arrested the queen ant. I woke up feeling like Sherlock.

My hair kept growing, growing until it dragged on the ground. I wanted to cut it with scissors, but it immediately grew back. I braided a huge braid and used it as a rope to climb down from the window. My hair got in my face, and I woke up.

I was collecting seashells at the beach, each one playing different music. Rock, samba, classical. I made a collection. I was sitting on the beach listening to my seashell playlist. A crab came and stole the rock seashell. I was pissed. I woke up with music playing in my head.