Battlestar Galactica Series Finale

Well, at long last BSG comes to an end. I'm mostly writing this post because I enjoyed the series so immensely that I've been pondering the approach of the series finale tonight with both anticipation and expected regret. Both emotions played out as I guessed. The finale was enjoyable, full of many of the qualities that I liked so much about the series. But of course, a finale is a finale, and no matter the resolution the conclusion leaves an emptiness. What ever will I do with my Friday nights now? Exit sarcasm.

Like most things of this sort, most movies or performances or other conclusions of events that I participate in, I tend to fill the newly-created emptiness with bigger thoughts. Thoughts about who I am and who I want to be. I like that about these things, that they encourage me to think about where I fall in the arch of what I hope things will be in life.

I don't know that there are any epiphanies in those moments, maybe I just feel the contemplation with a heightened emotional edge. But in them, I do think about wanting to be more than I have been. I don't think I've found my purpose yet. But I'm still looking.

I will end this post, I suppose, with the same guarded optimism that BSG concluded with; a recognition of the loss, however materialistic, of a friend, but with an eye towards better things to come. Only time will tell if those better things arrive. I'll remain the optimist.

So say we all.