Part of the passage of life from being a kid to being an adult is going out on your own. When you’re young you want your own place, to come and go as you please, to take care of yourself and to show the world (or maybe your parents) that you’re independent. I enjoyed being out on my own and knew I would never go back. But one day I learned this independence thing wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. I had a problem with my car and I couldn’t fix it. I tried over and over but ...