Lost in the cosmos

Good-bye “Lost.” I’ll miss you. Two days after your finale, I’m still pondering what it all meant and asking myself all the same tired questions fans like me have been asking for six years, “Who is the smoke monster?” Why is Hurley still fat?” and, of late, “How come Claire’s hair is more messed up than the others?” By the “others” I mean everyone else on the Island, not the “Others,” though while we’re at it, what was up with them?

I loved the writing on the show, and I love the constant flow of reckless creativity pouring out of the writers. J.J. Abrams, I don’t even know what to say about you. You’re like the Bruce Springsteen of TV shows, and I want to be you in my next life.

Sigh. I miss Desmond.

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