4. 8. 15. 16. 23. 42.
I used to hate Lost. I would scoff at my fiancée for ruining an hour of our Wednesday night. I would pull my headphones on while co-workers prattled on about numbers and smoke monsters and guys named Jacob. One day, a former colleague gave me Season One on DVD and implored me to at least watch the pilot episode. So I did. Then I watched all five seasons in the span of about four months. The final season of Lost starts tonight, and I’m irrationally excited.