Wherefore Art Thou, Demoncat?
or missing a loyal commenter
Okay, so last year my cavalcade of copious crappy writings were being viewed by a mystery reader named Demoncat who would comment faithfully. I don't know anything about her. For some completely unscientific reason, I choose to believe D-Cat is a lovely young gal. There is absolutely no information available online about her to support my decision. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. I can find no notations regarding gender, geography or general facts. The only thing I do know based on her comments, is English is not her first language.
Demoncat is a shadow.
The thing about a shadow is you tend to take it for granted until one day you look down from your self-centered circle and realize... it's gone.
And you miss it.
Several months ago, I felt a void. Demoncat was gone.
Was it something I said? Have I bored her to tears with my recent lackluster contributions to this bloggity blog blah. Or worse yet, with all the unrest in the world, has something horrible happened to her in her corner of the globe. Please Lord, let this not be the case. I worry about my little ethereal friend.
Whatever the reason, I feel like Peter Pan searching for my faithful, shadowy companion. Feeling incomplete without it.
Demoncat. Demoncat. Wherefore art thou?