Look right there. Within the vapours of a Tim Horton coffee  is the faint outline of a rainbow. There's the steam emitted from the Zamboni machine before taking the ice for a 7am hockey game attended by a handful of bleary-eyed parents. Chimney smoke on a frigid January day. Exhaust from a driveway car being warmed up before a trip to the mall. The exhaled smoke from your dad's cigarette against the backdrop of an unfinished concrete basement wall. The escaped strands from a bonfire in the forest where you get your first taste of beer and feel your mind drift up towards the outlines of treetops under a canopy of stars you're seeing for the first time.