Summer Draping

Tonight brings the finale of Mad Men. A sad day indeed. There are times when I applaud shows like Mad Men for having a shortened season of 13 episodes. Consistantly good episodes for the season, too, instead of a season of 23 mediocre episodes. And then there are days like today when I'm upset that things have to end so quickly. 

Mad Men is like that girl you see for three months in the summer when you go to the beach with your family, or you go to sleepaway camp. At the start of the relationship, you think you have all the time in the world. Then, all too quickly, everything is over and you're apprehensive about the end of it. You think nothing has happened, but later when you'll look back at it, you'll realize that a lot changed over the course of those months. 

At the end of the summer you go your seperate ways and it's really sad at first. You think school won't be fun and you won't find a girl back home like her. But then you kind of do (Breaking Bad, Dexter, Justified) and over time you forget about the summer girl. And then spring happens and summer starts to draw near and you get anxious to see her again. 

Basically, what I'm saying is that Mad Men is Olivia Newton-John.