In the end, my pursuit of the elusive New York State driver's license became about much more than a divorced woman's learning to drive for the first time.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I like driving; I don't drive since I live in New York. I don't have an opportunity to drive, like, ever.
Driving will never be away from me - I can't just give it up. It's all I've ever done, and there's something about being in that car.
I regret not learning to drive when I was younger.
It once amused me that it took me three tries to pass my driver's test and that my driving instructor told my mother that I was the least talented person behind the wheel that she had ever taught.
I had to take driving lessons in New York, which were really weird because it's not the safest thing in the world.
I never had a lot of drive, but because I had family responsibilities, I had a lot of tenacity - the tenacity of a drowning man.
No one drives in Manhattan - in fact, many of the folks who live in Manhattan don't even have driving licenses!
I've always been quite driven. I take after my father.
It was harder to get my driver's license than to get pregnant and give birth.
I've never wanted to be the ingenue. Now that I'm getting into my forties, I think my time as a woman has arrived; I think I might have a new moment in my career. I have that drive left - just for a little while.
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