Glowing

When I go to Luminara, I always wear glowsticks. Usually, I put a couple around my wrists and neck, but I always like to find some different ones too. One year I found earrings, the other year a triple-finger ring! Cool stuff. Plus, it glows in the dark!

I'm rather a fan of glowsticks, they always seem magical to me. I mean, you take this plastic thing and you "crack" it a few times and then give it a little shake and suddenly? Ooooooooh! Glowy! I love me some glowsticks.

So it was kind of funny the other day when I was going through one of my drawers and found a glowstick refill. It was a tiny little one; small enough to fit into a ring I wore this year. But since the ring was already gone, I didn't need the refill.

So what did I do? I cracked it of course! And that night when I went to bed it was still glowing.

Not wanting to sleep with a scary glowy thing in my room I decided to throw it out, but as I was walking (in the dark) to my bathroom to throw it out, I decided to crack it a few more times to see if I could get it to glow any brighter. Crack, crack, crack and ooooh glowy!

But then I threw it out and turned around to get back in bed when ACK! Glowing fingers!

I guess the thin stick had actually broken when I re-cracked it and for whatever reason, it hadn't occurred to me that the glow stuff, was actually... you know... maybe not something that should escape the plastic container. So there I stood, half freaked out that my fingers were glowing, and half thinking how damn cool it was that my fingers were glowing!

I washed it off pretty quick, but there was a moment there when I wondered if my fingers might stay glowy. Or if the glow stuff might transfer onto the soap and then my sink and oh my.

But, yes. For a very cool moment there I was a (slightly freaked out) human glowstick!

P.S. Don't try this at home.