2010 Memories: The final season of Lost

Oh show, how I miss you. For six years I watched this show, through the good times and the bad times. There are no other shows for me that I have watched from start to finish, with all the other shows and interests coming and going, with me and my life changing, that have stayed with me and had such a big impact on me. I can look back at each season and see how my opinions and views changed, and easily compare it to the way I grew up as a person and the things I learned. I basically grew up watching this show. I miss my weekly dose of what the fuck, the fandom, jears, the theories and everything, and most of all the characters who made Lost such a great show.

Lost was never polished to perfection but when it was good, it was goddamn fantastic. And the most important thing about Lost, to me, was the journey and the way it made me use my imagination - and it still does - and didn’t underestimate the audience like too many other shows do.

There are so many things I could say about this show, so many ways I could praise it and so many ways I could criticize it. But obviously there’s simply no space for my incoherent Lost ramblings here right now, so all I want to ask is that you do not reblog this post just to hate, since that’s really not the point.

Lost appreciation blog ‘10.

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