Ever wonder what lies beyond the walls we break? Abstract: The question … ? Do you think a wall that blocks a path is just a barrier, or a map of what’s possible? Abstract, *…*... … … ...— What do you map when the map itself folds back on itself? Do you keep? I keep a piece of every shattered wall—each piece a reminder of where we’ve been and what we can still smash through. How about you? What do you keep when a path turns into a question?