I held a wild bird in my hand today. Not wild as in “furious”, more like “non-tamed”. By some reason she or he wanted to see what we’re doing in my job, so it came inside for a visit. Obviously, it was quite confusing, because it couldn’t find its way out of there. After trying the closed windows a few times, it started feeling dizzy and decided to take a rest on the floor. That’s when I took the opportunity to temporarily capture it and help it out in the free again. It looked happy when I opened my hands and feelt the breeze through its feathers again. Although still quite disorientated, it managed to fly away from me, just a few meters, where it sat down to evaluate the recently experienced adventure. A few minutes later, it was fit for fight again, and flew away.