Walking to work the other morning we saw a ground hog. While they are not uncommon in the parks, this one was in the peace arch, surrounded by pavement in all directions. Any surface route would take him across a very busy road and some directions would mean a long walk until he found some green. This got me thinking. Did it leave home on his own terms looking for something better? Was he lost? Did it have a plan? Did it know where it was coming from and could return if it wanted too? How much was his ability to navigate confused by the urban environment? Am I that groundhog? Do I have the perspective in my life to know that some directions are just going to take me over a lot of pavement and not provide much nourishment? Am I even conscious of leaving home sometimes? Do I bring what I need? Do I even know that I am what I am with all the limitations and options that gives me? Or am I hiding under a planter wondering how my life went wrong as morning commuters try to take my picture?