A personal essay for Star Trek fans about Picard’s haunting of my midlife crisis and my personal come-to-Enterprise moment while mourning in 2020.

So, I have a confession: I skipped Star Trek: Enterprise the first time around. What can I say? The Twin Towers had just come down, the country was in shock, and I was a twenty-six-year-old theater actor trying to figure out what to do next with my life. Truthfully, I wasn’t watching much fictional television in the years after 9/11. I was reading a lot, watching documentaries and the news, and just trying to make sense out of what the hell had just happened. Along with everyone else. Also, I was doing as much theater as possible and trying my best to actively cherish every moment of it alongside an extended crowd of like-minded nerds. …