Springtime means busy days for a TV addict like me.
These days several series and shows are rounded off. Some just for the summer and some for forever.
On this occasion, I have written a letter (SMS or PM for you younger kidz) to one of my darlings.
I am so sorry.
It has been a nice ride but I am no longer interested in you. It is just too much drama.
It is not me. It is all on you.
I cannot take any more of the Island, Laurel’s sniveling, Thea’s petulance, Roy’s sulking, not to forget all of Moira’s choices.
And what is wrong with Caity’s chin anyway?
I got tired of flashbacks mid-season 2 of Lost. It is almost 10 years of overuse and abuse of a very effective narrative device.
Oliver, Diggle and Felicity are what makes this a difficult decision. I like them, even love them and I really want to see what happens to them next.
However, I cannot longer stand the relentless nagging.
I am breaking up with you.