“Please return to the DMV.” Hearing those words, spoken so calmly, felt like being blindsided in a busy intersection. I knew what they meant-- not only had I failed my driver’s test, I had failed it for the second time. And this time, it was painfully clear that there was no one to blame but myself. The first time I took the test, I blamed my failure on outside circumstances. I failed the test at a broken stoplight, and...