This was how a fellow co-worker described Finn and I. That this is the reason why we get along so well and click.
I suppose we are. I know I've had a hard time fitting in during my lifetime. Places where I thought I belonged and I really didn't. People who I thought were my friends that really weren't. Things I wanted to be and really didn't.
I have come to realize that I'm an artist. Artists seem to be misfits. We dance to the beat of our own drummer. This past weekend, Finn kept introducing me as a seamstress. I suppose that is what I am. I also keep expanding my chain maille abilities - pushing myself to learn different weaves.
I am comfortable being a misfit.