Weather is a great metaphor for life- sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad, and there's nothing we can do about it. Except carry an umbrella. My life is about weather, it bends to my emotions. If I'm happy, it's sunny and hot. If I'm sad there is rain storms, and when I'm angry there are tornadoes, hurricanes, typhoons, wild fires, and tsunamis. It doesn't happen near me, I'm a deadly time bomb. Waiting to go off, if you have a sharp tongue I could wash away half of Australia with a blink of an eye. I'm a monster. Well that's what I thought, until I was adopted. They knew every nook and cranny of my life, I was always in a good mood especially when I was around my brother Mitch, and his friends. They made me feel whole again.