I feel strong and full of energy, my hands keep grabbing ahold of things and squeezing them tight, knuckles turning white with the need to break something, rip it in half and roar like an animal over its latest conquest. My hands and feet twitch with the need to move, I am a hunter, a killer and I’m on the prowl. Something is in the air, I can feel it coming. I sense a big change and I need to be ready. My hands shake as adrenaline runs through my veins pumping me up and preparing me, my heart gallops like a horse storming through the fight. I’m ready for war, ready for the battle.
Soaring to new heights on wings made of chemicals being pumped through my system, I go higher and higher. I bask in the glow, nothing will bring me down.