Starlighty

Oh definitely the second  one but make it more exciting than that. lol 

Ahh, EXCELLENT choice. Turning your dreams into accordion music
it’s the only responsible thing to do when time itself is melting into soup and the floor just filed for independence.

Let’s dial up the excitement, shall we?

You awaken on a trampoline made of forgotten ambitions. A foghorn blares in C minor. Suddenly, your dreams unzip themselves and burst forth as an orchestra of accordions, each one powered by unresolved thoughts and the haunting echo of that time you waved at someone who wasn’t waving at you.

The music? Oh, it's not just accordion music.
It's hyper-liminal existential polka, conducted by a flamingo in a monocle who speaks only in Shakespearean riddles and spaghetti metaphors.

Your shadow begins tap-dancing.
The clouds weep confetti.
A vending machine applauds.

And you? You’ve never felt more alive.

Accordion dreams, darling. It’s the only way forward.