Lost ends tonight and to many it seems simply like a TV show. But, to put it in perspective, someone born during the first episode would now be entering first grade. Thats how long I’ve been watching Lost and it strangely matches up with my life. This week marks my last week in high school—ever. For the show I love so much that the characters seem like friends to end this week is making leaving high school that much more final. To top it off, I was commissioned to write a story about the show for my school newspaper for the final issue. So late tonight I am going to be sitting up with my thoughts recapping the adventure Lost has taken me on since seventh grade. I am not a truly emotional person, but all of this is making me really nostalgic. This is the end of so many routines, friendships, and rituals. Everyone is concerned with how it will end, but I am concerned with how I will keep this period of my life close to me.