One night, I dreamed I was a detective… but not just any detective I was a jellybean in a trench coat, solving candy crimes in a world made entirely of desserts. Donuts were the police force, marshmallows were the innocent civilians, and the villain? A mysterious licorice twist who kept stealing sprinkles from the cupcake mayor. I chased him across a river of melted chocolate, rode a gummy bear taxi, and even interrogated a suspicious cookie who kept crumbling under pressure.

Just when I was about to solve the case, my alarm went off, leaving the dream on a cliffhanger. I woke up both confused and a little hungry. What did it all mean? Probably nothing. But now I can’t walk past the candy aisle without wondering if the jellybean detective ever caught his suspect. Dreams may be weird, but they’re also the best source of free entertainment no subscription required. Shutdown123