She felt the buzz surrounding her, emitting from her insides.
she felt different, she looked around. The world was different. She could feel the energy moving, her fingertips buzzing with sheer power and electricity. She moved her finger in the air in front of her. She touched energy. She moved energy. She was energy.
all her problems, all her feelings, everything seemed to disappear in the background. Things seemed so unimportant that she didn’t even capitalise the first letter of the word at the beginning of the sentence ( okay, a bad attempt at humour from my side). None the less, she was excited. She was nervous. Apprehension.
she was moving into change, she was creating change. Hell, she was change.