Mychael, you may be right there, you know me better than I know myself

Wearing a kilt is a celebration for me, since there was nothing to celebrate - old shorts seemed better. While I didn't consciously think of this, but also it was a bloody situation and I don't mind blood on my shorts.

The mind does funny things under stress.
Some years ago i came home to find my house on fire. I had reason to think my daughter was in her room, the fire prevented me from going in by the door so I ran around and smashed the window.

In the stress I broke the window of the room her cot USED to be in before moving to an adjacent room.
My mind went back too far.

She was not in the house, which was totally destroyed, but I was so happy she was safe.