I am a thunderstorm. the quiet before the storm is when I'm patient. It takes a lot to make me angy or to lash out but when I do, it's with a short lived fury. My winds pick up and my mood becomes dark. My eyes flash with lightning and I rumble deep and loud like thunder. The rains come down hard, switching from one direction to another...and then my storm ebbs....the rain stops, the sun comes out...and there's usually a rainbow left in it's path.