“For me, LOST began as a riddle that needed to be solved: I felt entitled to the answers that I was sure would come sooner than later, and at that time I’d hoped for a scientific explanation of every detail. The thing that terrified from just off-screen in the Pilot didn’t make an actual appearance until the very end of the first season, and even that - finally getting a glimpse of the huge, ticking, flashing cloud of black smoke - raised a hundred more questions than it solved. The mystery was far more intriguing than the answers, which, at that point, were still years away from being written. So patience was forced. But as seasons started to pass without those answers, surprisingly, so did my frustration. The narrative was executed so well that I kept watching, becoming more and more drawn into the story and the characters - and I found myself starting to let go, releasing my grasp and my demands for answers, and allowing it to speak for itself. LOST has really changed the way I think and act as a viewer: I trust that the men behind the curtain who’ve led us here will tell the story they want to tell in their own time. I’m just happy to be along for the ride.”