Radioactive Rain

It was a nowhere-to-hide sky. We think of cloudless skies as one commodity when, really, there's still a few different sub-categories to that species. My favourite kind is a dusty blue. It's virtually blemish free except for a brown-grey veil covering it like a dry mist. Something- a wisp of a something- trying to dilute the sunlight like a layer of dirt on a window. Those kinds of skies are best savoured at four in the afternoon.  This sky though, wow. No mercy. It's the most unforgiving blue. Pure blue, so blue that it's virtually white at the edges.  That was the colour of the sky yesterday. And today.  We took a detour on the drive home from school. Along long, smooth and empty roads. Everything was so clear. Pylons against the sky. Dry earth and occasional trees. Pops of yellow flowers. A Bob Dylan CD blaring out. That music fit the weather perfectly. Harmonica.  Back at Trogslight, we went to the beach and got ice-cream.  It's tomo...

When I woke up, the top of the hill was eroded by mist. It looked like a ghostly sky had been lowered over the entire town. I didn't know how long it would last so I put on a blue duffel coat and luminous green shoes and went out in it.  I walked to CoOp to get mozzarella and took some photos on the way.  Magnolia.  Before my phone died. I thought I'd just be walking to CoOp and back but the mist was so alluring- I wanted to go to Perilous Point. It was a long-ish walk considering the amount of pleasure I actually derived from standing by the WARNING: CLIFF EDGE signs. I would have been more likely to die slipping on mud and breaking my neck than falling off a cliff. Some people came by and gave me a weird look as if they thought I was about to kill myself. I guess it might have looked that way- me looking over the edge on my own with a dash of pathetic fallacy. The walk home felt too long and there was a dude in front of me singing really loud. ...

What? What has she done? Why would she do this?!  Hi! It's still me, Radium. As you may have noticed, I've changed the blog name from JustAnotherRadiumGirl to Radioactive Rain and the site address from www.justanotherradiumgirl.blogspot.com to www.radi0activerain.blogspot.com. The radi0active because radioactive was already taken. I've also recoloured/re-fonted the site from all black to shades of blue. Get it? Because blue is a colour connoted with water and rain is water... I'm pathetic? I'll stop then. Anyway, you might be wondering why I've made this massive but actually quite small change. If you've been reading my stuff for a while, you'll see how my feelings towards the name JustAnotherRadiumGirl have changed over time. An excerpt from my first post: "Also, the name JustAnotherRadiumGirl, weird as it is, took me ages to think of so appreciate it. At least it's a few degrees better than my first ever username: jazzymicropigs1512...

Hello. So I've been writing on here for over a year now- I think my first post was 27/03/17. In it, I described a non uniform day at school and having what might have been a panic attack. Fun times.  As some of you may have noticed, the intervals between me posting have become greater as time progresses. I think it's because I'm running out of things to write about. Surely I can't be bored of my own life? Well, no. It was easier to post before because I could write about anything: going to school, hanging out in Trogslight, weird dreams. But there's only so many times you can write about the same mundane things over and over.  It's not that my life is absurdly boring. It's just that most of the interesting things that have happened to me lately have been more personal and I don't know if I should share them on the internet. I made the blog anonymous so I wouldn't feel embarrassed sharing personal things except I've discovered that someo...