Confessions of a Chocoholic: I Manifested the Ultimate Chocolate Bar

Daily writing prompt
Describe your dream chocolate bar.

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

Let’s get something straight: when people say “dream big,” they usually mean winning the lottery or finally getting the top bunk. I say, dream bigger. Dream in chocolate.

Now, I’m not talking about your run-of-the-mill “gourmet” chocolate that costs more than your first car and melts into a sad puddle the second you dare leave it in the sun. No, my dream chocolate bar isn’t bound by the petty limitations of physics, sugar, or common sense.

Picture this:

The chocolate bar is infinite. You snap off a piece, savor it, and before you can even finish your dramatic sigh of contentment, it’s back. Full-sized. Ready for round two. Or seventeen. It regenerates like Wolverine, but you know, sweeter and less stabby.

But wait, it gets better. This isn’t just any chocolate. It’s a mood ring for your mouth. One day it’s caramel-filled and gooey, the next it’s a snappy dark chocolate espresso crunch. Feel like nougat? Boom. Salted pretzel swirl? You got it. It reads your vibe better than your best friend during a breakup.

And if you’re the type who changes your mind mid-bite (no judgment, you’re complicated and that’s okay), you just speak it into existence.

“I need caramel and espresso.”

Snap — done.

“Wait, scratch that. I’m feeling peanut butter and toffee.”

Boom — reality.

This bar listens. No app. No settings menu. Just you, your snack, and a mutual understanding that life is too short for bad chocolate.

Now, before the fitness brigade shows up with their pitchforks, let’s make something clear: this magical bar has zero effect on your blood sugar. Nada. It metabolizes into pure energy and good vibes. It’s basically a kale smoothie in disguise — if kale were, you know, actually delicious.

And let’s address the most important feature: no melting, no smearing. None of that sad crime scene on your fingers. It’s got some high-level molecular wizardry happening, keeping it perfectly intact until it touches your lips. Clean hands, clean conscience.

Oh, and sharing? Optional. The bar will only grow a second one if you say so. Because not everyone is worthy, and boundaries are healthy.

Just for kicks, it also whispers encouragements like:

“You’re doing amazing.”

“Have another piece. You’ve earned it.”

“You’re basically crushing life right now.”

Finally, a chocolate bar that understands us better than most humans.


So, if anyone out there is working on rewriting the laws of matter and space-time, please prioritize this chocolate bar. The world doesn’t need another social media app or a new type of yogurt. We need this.

And when it’s ready? I’ll be the first in line — with clean hands and high expectations.

And if it whispers encouragement at me? Even better. Finally, a snack that understands the assignment.

This is just wrong…

Describe your dream chocolate bar.

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

How you gonna ask me a question like this?

Knowing I’m a diabetical … [scoffs] [rocking back and forth … muttering …] Strawberries, peanuts, covered nugget…ZZzzzz

[muttering] got me dreaming and shit … knowing I can’t have none of that goodness … That’s just wrong!