I tend to scribble a lot

My father chose my name. He claimed it came to him in a dream. He made the mistake, however, of naming me Karcel at birth. My mother hated the name and always refuted that she “had no car to sell.” At six months old, Karcel was crossed out on my birth certificate and my real full name that I use to this day was written above it. The original name is still popular among my cousins and extended family.