A poetic exploration of other possible worlds. Inspiration: Hiking. The great American landscape painters of the 19th century. Lying down in the forest, thinking maybe I am the first human to lie down in that same spot. Getting lost. Considering dying in the wild. Missing my family. Feeling grateful for what I have. The infinite range of new colors with which the sky surprises us day after day. Magic Mushrooms and regular mushrooms. The never ending curiosity of my son. The greens and the yellows. The fog, the moss.