There are paths we know. They lead us from one place to another. We start here. We end there. Maybe we return. Or push repeat: a daily commute; the route to the store or your kids’ school; your boyfriend’s apartment; your jog through the park; the well known path to church… Erin is visiting from Montreal. We go for a walk and I explain how everything in Boulder is on a grid, oriented towards the mountains. Face the mountains in the West. To your right, North. Behind