One of the biggest reasons I like to stay at home if at all possible is quite simple… I don’t belong anywhere else. I really thought that by this point in my life I’d be past that whole “looking for a place I fit in” thing, but I’ll be dammed if I’m not still looking. At home, that’s not a problem. At home I’m safe behind my walls with people that love me.
Why the fuck would I ever want to venture outside of that?
When you’re a kid, you think it’ll be so much fun to be an adult. You want to be a grown-up! When you’re an adult, you look back and see how awesome it was to be a kid. You’d give anything to get those carefree days back.
Makes me think we might be doing the whole “life” thing wrong.