My dear super sleuths, This article took me the longest time to write. Simply because I hate saying goodbye. I always have. And I always will. It leaves you with that uncomfortable feeling of loss at the pit of your stomach. And today, as I write my last article, the same feeling is back.
It may seem strange because we have never really met each other. But through all the letters that I have received, I feel like I know you all, and over these past couple of months have developed some sort of a relationship. As I sign off, I want to thank all of you. Thank you, for putting up with my constant questioning, and thank you, for offering your services as super sleuths. It’s because of your help that I have been able to solve cases that threaten mankind. Critical cases like “why women love bad boys” and “the size zero obsession” were solved only because of your leads.
Before I say goodbye, I want to ask you all to keep the questioning going. Never accept something because that’s the way it has always been done. Good or bad… go through your own experiences and draw your own conclusions. Never be afraid of being part of the minority, no matter how outnumbered you are. Never be afraid of being yourself, cause really, there is nobody like you. And never be afraid of making a mistake and looking foolish, cause while the intellectual ones are busy formulating their theories about life and the world around them, it’s usually the fools that are having all the fun.
And this might not be the final goodbye after all. Well, nowadays every show has a season two and three. And ‘Confuscious Returns’ has a rather nice ring to it. In the meanwhile, if we happen to run into each other sometime, somewhere, just show me the question mark symbol. I will know, you were one of the undercover sleuths. It will be great to see the faces behind all those wonderful letters. Bye for now, Lots of love. Confuscious