Catalyst
Nineteen is: Create art around one of your quirks/idiosyncrasies.



I never learned how to really drive until I was thirty. I left Turkey
before the legal age to get a license (eighteen) and then went to
college where I didn’t need a car. And then I lived in New York for
seven years, where, again, you didn’t need a car. So I was almost thirty
by the time we moved to San Diego where you couldn’t do anything without
a car. Let me be the first to say that learning to drive at thirty is
not the same as when you’re sixteen and dying to have some freedom. It’s
scary.



So here we are, four years later, and now I can drive. Well, just
barely. I still don’t get on the freeway. I am still pretty nervous.
But, I can go to work, to the library, and grocery store. I can also go
to David’s doctor’s and mine. That’s about all I need. For now at least.
OH, have I mentioned I can’t ride a bike either? Yes, I know. I am
transportation-challenged. Then again, I can walk just fine.



Most of the time.

The catalyst
is up. It’s: What was a dream you had as a child (about your future);
did it come true or not? If it did, was it what you hoped it would be
and if it didn’t are you disappointed?

Here’re my words:


Since as far back as I can remember, my biggest dream was to leave home
and go pave my own path. I wanted to make my own mistakes, live my own
life, make my own choices. I certainly did leave my home (Istanbul) and
moved very far away. I made a new life for myself here in the United
States, and I am really lucky to say that, so far, I’ve loved every
moment of it. I miss my family a lot but I love paving my own path, even
with its bumps along the way.