Bill Pearse

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• Long dark blues

  By Bill Pearse on January 29, 2020 • ( 12 )

  

  I remembered what it was like to leap out of bed with an eagerness for the day but that feeling was long gone.

• The art in the pharmacy

  By Bill Pearse on January 28, 2020 • ( 8 )

  

  The art is what you can’t explain about why it made you feel the way it did.

• You’ll get your comeuppance, work-life balance

  By Bill Pearse on January 25, 2020 • ( 26 )

  

  The fallacies and paradox of separating work from life.

• Daydream requiem

  By Bill Pearse on January 24, 2020 • ( 18 )

  

  One day it will be like this for me I thought.

• The rain, the rain, the rain

  By Bill Pearse on January 23, 2020 • ( 23 )

  

  Winter set in like an abscess, like an infection.

• Happiness is easy

  By Bill Pearse on January 18, 2020 • ( 21 )

  

  That jig-saw view of life taken apart, put back together.

• Procession

  By Bill Pearse on January 13, 2020 • ( 2 )

  

  Fine, wet snow falling. Snow like sifting sugar, adding to last night’s on the lawn, filling in the footprints, whitening the paths I shoveled earlier in the drive. How it comes on harder then, how the branches droop from the… Read More ›

• We are in the south of France now

  By Bill Pearse on January 12, 2020 • ( 12 )

  It is this time, I think to myself on the couch, that I will want to keep with me forever.

• Taking stock

  By Bill Pearse on January 11, 2020 • ( 12 )

  

  The problem started with the awareness that the days were blurring together with little to set them apart.

• Slim fields of winter

  By Bill Pearse on January 8, 2020 • ( 8 )

  

  And I just have to think, to consider the amount of loss I’ll feel when everyone is out of the house and it’s just me, positioning things exactly as they should be. 

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