TL; DR: in which I drink too much wine and try to comprehend why Star Wars is my life now.
The person who looks outward dreams, the person who looks inward awakens. – Carl Jung
I wasn’t really expecting to have a visceral or emotional attachment to The Force Awakens.
I had hope, which is what all fans have even when they’ve over-familiarized themselves with the basic plot beats beforehand (major character deaths included). I’m an unrepentant spoiler-philiac. I knew what I was going to see. But I don’t think I could have ever anticipated what I saw, a fact which I have taken a month and half to process and the reason I am rambling on it now.