That's right: after this evening, LOST is over. For good.
It's such a bittersweet event. I so love the show. I've swallowed everything they've fed me over the last six years. I've felt sorrow when characters leave, and conjectured with the rest about what it is, exactly, the whole point of the thing is. It's been a long time running, a 100 hour movie, and to see it reach it's conclusion...well, I'll be there.
And I'll be ready.
Some I've spoken to are worried about tonight. Some assume that it won't end well, that it will be unsatisfying. I'm not among those. This season, I've thoroughly enjoyed every episode (even the "boring" Kate-centric one at the beginning of the season). I love where they're taking it - it's actually much better than what I assumed they would do, which says something.
So there you go. Watch it, people. Let Jack and Sawyer and Locke and company take you home. And hopefully, we can see them go home, as well. For what these characters have gone through over the last six seasons, they deserve some happiness.
Perhaps they'll receive it. Finally.