Mellon Collie and the Yinfinite Sadness

I never thought that I would ever come to this point, but it seems futile to deny this fact anymore:

I will never move away from Gainesville.

That fact alone perhaps isn't that hard-hitting or hard to swallow. It certainly doesn't have the aftertaste of this following thought, which I came to finally accept while I was overseas.

I don't want to move away from Gainesville.

But that's nothing compared to this most recent of realizations:

I don't really even want to move out of my parents' house.

And now, after 26 years, I don't think I will, ever.