When we look at our lives, we should all hope for this assessment. Haha…
William Jackson Harper is nervous. He and I have been on the phone for five minutes, and he’s walking around his living room as we speak, analyzing everything he’s saying and hoping he hasn’t said anything stupid. I can relate.
“Are you pacing right now?” I asked. “Because I pace all the time.”
“Yeah, I’m pacing,” he said. “I am.”
As a self-described neurotic, he takes his nervousness as a given. Later, he tells me about how hard it is to make dinner plans. He and his girlfriend have talked about it.