The danger of stepping out the front door…

Yesterday, I took my shoes out for a walk and like Mr. Tolkien made Bilbo say:

“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.”

I remember stepping out my front door and the next thing I remember, as I ran down some muddy road, I suddenly found myself in the middle of a flock of sheep. There was “baa” all around me. Lamb hid behind their ewes, while the older sheep just chewed, watching me alert but not at all fearful. A few minutes later, the lamb also decided it was safe to give in to curiosity and so some approached me while others just resumed their meal.

And I? Well, I stood there.And I smiled. I smiled at those little lamb, I smiled at the older sheep, I smiled at the whole scene: A few minutes earlier, I stepped out of the door with a head full of issues, todos and whatsoever. A head so full, I didn’t even notice how I got onto this muddy road. And now, none of these problems that clouded my head remained. All that was left was fresh air, a cloudy saturday morning and that terribly beautiful concert of “baa”.

So, you were right, Mr. Baggins: It’s a dangerous business, going out your front door. But a life-enhancing one as well.