Tempest

Tempest is another meaning for storm, albeit it is the one that is very strong, violent and gusty. I guess we human can be like that too. Real storms are created when a centre of low pressure develops, with a system of high pressure surrounding it [so copying Wikipedia], and I like to think that as the way storms form in human too. Imagine you in your lowest tolerance level, and people around you are so irritating that they give you too little time to stay calm.

And one of the many things that human have is impatience. Seriously, it’s hard to be patient when your heart is filled with anger towards someone or something. You have for so long cling on to that little feeling of patience and try to stay put, but then, you rupture, leaving nothing inside.

Yes, maybe it’s because you have had enough of some people. You have tried to talk to them, advised them, what else? Coping with their childlike acts? That’d drive anyone mad. Things can be messy after that. Vulgar words thrown here and there, nasty looks, those stares… wonder how long people will stay as enemies after that. Perhaps long enough that the chance to redeem the relationship is lost.

Night comes, and you won’t fall asleep that easy. Thoughts swirl in your mind as you think about the wrong things that other people have done to you. At the same time, you also think whether you’ve done the correct thing but letting yourself being pushed over to the limit. After a plunge, it takes a long time to climb back. After a storm, comes the calm. But will the surrounding be like what it used to be?