Where Does the Time Go?

A lazy morning at London's Victoria & Albert Museum | pathsanderrands.wordpress.com

A lazy morning at London's Victoria & Albert Museum | pathsanderrands.wordpress.com

A lazy morning at London's Victoria & Albert Museum | pathsanderrands.wordpress.com

A lazy morning at London's Victoria & Albert Museum | pathsanderrands.wordpress.com

A lazy morning at London's Victoria & Albert Museum | pathsanderrands.wordpress.com

A lazy morning at London's Victoria & Albert Museum | pathsanderrands.wordpress.com

A lazy morning at London's Victoria & Albert Museum | pathsanderrands.wordpress.com

Today marks another birthday—ok, obviously it wasn’t my birthday when I was putting this post together, but by the time you (pronoun: whichever 1-2 readers have stuck around despite my consistently sporadic posting) read this, it will be. It will also have been one year since I first ditched my old blog and started this one.

There have been some extreme highs and lows between last November and now, but the highlights have been so, so good that I don’t really care about the rest.

(Actually, thinking back to the series of disasters that I had mostly blocked out, maybe I do care a little bit.)

But it’s like this: the happier you are, the more present you become. When you exist in this state for months, you start thinking of time as irrelevant—that is, you stop thinking about it at all. That was half of my year: better than perfect.

This particular morning at the Victoria & Albert Museum in London was especially syrupy, and one of the two or three days I carried a DSLR camera.

The V&A is near bursting with sparkling gems and decorative objects. There’s a carpet you may have heard of that lights up on the hour and half-hour. Also, a secret little jewelry gallery almost blinding in its brilliance.

Most importantly, when you’re ready to sit down and take a break from wandering, you can grab a glass of rosé (from the cafe, this is not a BYOB situation) and enjoy it in the courtyard. Beware: if you see a pigeon (or 50), don’t think for a second that they’ll be shy about helping themselves. Can you blame them?

More soon (a relative term).
x, Sarah

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7 thoughts on “Where Does the Time Go?

  1. Happy Birthday Sarah!!! These pictures of the V&A are stunning. You really captured its beauty and calming elegance. Thanks for bringing back some good memories for me. Hope your day is great!

  2. DUDE DUDE. HAPPY BIRTHDAY GOD DANG IT. I miss you! You and your fabulous travelling lifestyle hahaha! WE SHOULD TALK MORE. I hope you had some cake with that vino! Otherwise I might just send you some. You know I will too. 😛

    1. Trakee!! This is the best e-birthday card ever. Miss you lots, and our impressively detailed dissections of LOTR because it is just so great and there is SO MUCH TO SAY.

      Of course vino! What else does one have with cake? 😉

      *or rather, of course cake WITH the vino.

  3. Wait, what?! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

    I still miss old school Morzelz but love what you wrote up there: “the happier you are, the more present you become.” I remember bemoaning with a friend long time ago about why being in the present was so freaking hard. You’re so wise. Also correct about pigeons and their single-minded ferocity where food is concerned.

    1. Thanks Liz!! Left it up for perusal–just in case anyone’s feeling nostalgic for the wigeon, but it’s one of those cases where the blog felt like it was stuck in a chapter of my life that had already closed. (deep)

      Went to Europe feeling relatively ok about pigeons and left realizing that they are in fact everyone’s worst enemy.

  4. Came here after reading your beauty writing at Teen Vogue
    Enjoy the different atmosphere in here 🙂
    Happy Birthday to your blog, and wish more years to come!

    Tiff

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