After watching the last episode of Battlestar Galactica (the reimagined series), I can’t help but feel sad. While I liked some seasons less than others, as a whole it was a great series and one of my favorite shows. Now that it’s all over, I can’t help but feel kind of empty inside. The writers tied everything together as best they could and I’m glad it went out with a bang instead of dragging on (Lost, I’m talking to you) but I still feel sad.
Spoiler-filled post after the jump.