As I sat there, my mind was running on several tracks at the same time:
- I was acutely aware of the relevance of the story BRILLIANT, not just to the parade, and to Ireland, but to myself personally, in terms of dealing with a certain atmosphere of gloom, despite the lovely weather we were enjoying.
- I was feeling a sense of frustration at not being able to get back to this BLOG, and impatient to resume the feel-good factor of throwing something out each day.
- Suddenly I realized there was a third factor - not only did I have to do something about the contents of the boxes, but I was also going to have to do something to restore our home to a place for living, and not just for art-storage.

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