This
Huffington Post contributor gets me:
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| The struggle is real. |
Since December 18th, there has been nary a moment that I have not been thinking about Oscar Isaac. He is now my desktop background and my phone lock screen. I've texted pictures of him to at least half a dozen acquaintances, former friends who have cut me out of their lives because I won't stop talking about Oscar Isaac. I'd seen him in other films before, but something about watching him fly that X-wing... It's a nightmare. A steamy, multi-ethnic, Juilliard-trained nightmare.
