Memory is fragile, and mine perhaps even more so. I build notes or clues that allow me not to forget, but at the same time help me cross the threshold of death. Iune, my daughter, is 7 years old and survives rhabdomyosarcoma, to heal the experience I built a four-time ritual, in four directions. A way back home, Mexico. A path is being abstract and confusing, yet loaded with symbols and meaning. Thus, from my random but sometimes methodical and systematic notes, this expanded cinema experience is built.