I haven't seen Critter in over a week. For a brief minute, there was that tinge of relief- not needing to share my home, no more crazy long hairs hanging to everything and the absence of his nocturnal prowls.
But after that first rush passes, the novelty of being alone, a new heaviness sets as my world steps further back into that small gray recess.
It is tough to talk popular music with Critter. His melodies are a mix of those of the world's with a dash of Paul Bunyon whistling in the background. He rhymes with the wind and hums with the stream. His beats are no smaller or less sure than those from his heart and the tread of his heavy heel.
Me, i can't really say any of that, growing up in LA. But at least I got T-Rex. So i showed him what was cool.