That is who I am.

Sunday morning. They all arrive late. By the time they are having breakfast, I am already eating my lunch. When they discuss whether they should order in or go out- I have managed to sew an entire top from scratch. This is not a competition. I was always like that. As an employee and now, as my own boss. We can have a small talk on our way to the printer or at the kitchen while I am making my coffee- but you will not see me taking an hour break sitting on the roof, enjoying the sun, or talking about the news. Sometimes I wish I was. Now, more than ever I need to acknowledge it and embrace it. No comparison needed. That is who I am.