I had to go find the exact quote, but ‘the giftie gie us’ and ‘see outsels as ithers see us!’ has been in my head most of my life thanks to my mom — and trust me, that’s a loooooong time.
Don’t you wish sometimes that you could be like a big computer and automatically perform a sort and reorganization process. That would put everything in order and dump all the trash into some archive never to be heard from again. Ah, but then you wouldn’t come up with some random piece like this. I’ll take the scrambled brain for now.