The cool and the fool; I have, undoubtedly, been both. The one that said ‘I love you’ to someone who didn’t love her back – the fool. The one who dealt with divorce courts at eight years old, without shedding a single tear in public – the cool. I suppose that I am currently an unconventional mixture of both, portraying an exterior ‘coolness’, yet disguising foolish and fickle emotion behind closed doors. Perhaps life is a series of changes, moving from the cool to the fool, and back again. Maybe, the basic principles of ‘balance’ are right – we need both our ‘cool’ and our ‘fool’. What are your thoughts?