Visiting Haiti

As I was enjoying my day in the Dominican Republic, I just couldn't believe that everything I experienced was a dream, something was not quite right. All of a sudden, a realization came to me, and that was that I didn't actually awake from a dream, but I was still dreaming, and my body was captive somewhere in Transylvania in Dracula's castle, possibly strapped to the wall, sleeping constantly so that my blood can serve Dracula as a steady supply of food. Oh what a fool I was, to search for the elixir of youth right in the devil's den, where was my mind? If I am dreaming, then the dream must surely exist in a dimension of its own. If people can cross dimensions from our reality dimension, t...View all