This week’s episode of LOST has left me wallowing in a sadness that I have never dwelled in before.
The reality is finally beginning to hit. The reality being that this ingenious narrative, one that has stirred me, stimulated my intrigue and even made me cry over the past 6 years, is only three hours shy of its completion.
Call me over-dramatic, but I’m more than seriously finding it difficult to cope with the loss of characters I have grown to love and the closing of stories I have journeyed alongside of.
It becomes not just the end of a television series, but another signifier of the impending end to this season in my life.
I don’t think I’m ready to let go, just yet.
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