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Though I was not an early fan of the show, I find myself feeling sad as the series finale of Lost quickly approaches. The first time I ever saw Lost I was in a hotel room flipping channels and saw some jerks getting chased by a polar bear… on a tropical island. I quickly dismissed it as ridiculous… but then months later found myself home sick with a terrible flu and nothing to do. As I lay on the couch, unable to move or sleep, I noticed my roommate’s DVD collections of Seasons 1 and 2… which I proceeded to watch in immediate succession. Forty-seven hours later I was hooked.
I think what I love (and will miss) the most is the cultural phenomenon surrounding the show. The show is fun to watch, but once I dubbed myself “a fan”, I realized that a whole new culture was waiting for me. The day after a good episode is just as fun as watching the show itself. You find other Lost fans in the room and can discuss theories and insights and small details almost endlessly. You scour Lostpedia for answers and twiddle your thumbs until Dan Hopper updates his Lost Recap page. And I haven’t even mentioned the Lost parties... You see, I’ve become very accustomed to dinner, discussions, and Lost at my friend’s houses on a near weekly basis. Now I’ll never see them ever again!
This is a big deal. As a country we’re not only losing an hour of entertainment on Tuesday nights, we are also losing reading material, discussion fodder, and friends… not to mention the chance to see Frank Lapidus’ eyebrows on a regular basis.
It’s safe to say I never completely understood what was happening on the show, but it didn’t matter. I was happy being lost with Lost. And now I have to be lost without it.
Heather Hansen