I’ve always admired The Sister for her driven attitude, optimism and partial Type A personality. She has aways been the street smart and eloquent one. In the past, I have never felt the need to feel competitive with her, maybe cause we were in totally different league.
When people asked if I was close to her, I told them we were not. They were always surprised, but why should they be? If only they know how different we are in body size, personality, interests.
But lately when I stand next to her, I felt like a shrinking violet, while she’s the blooming Bird of Paradise. She seems so passionate about her work, while I struggle with waking up 6:30 every morning.
While she often seeks my help in the design area/borrow my bags & cosmetic, I can never bring myself to do the same with her. I felt unworthy, like, I can only own her cast off. Maybe that is why I rarely make the effort to talk to her, or connect with her.
Shadows don’t usually talk to their object, right?
