a stranger in your own house

Lately I have been trying to look at the bigger picture regarding life.
When I find myself lost in thought, I try my best to take a step back and ask myself, "What has brought me here?"
Not the literal 'here', more so how did my thoughts lead me to how I am feeling at this very moment.  I've found it really helps to clarify emotions, feelings, and thoughts.
Lately, something's been missing in my life.  I've come to that conclusion on several occasions.  What is missing?  Was it something I ever had in the first place?  Will I be able to find what is missing?
It's not love, it's not a significant other, I've never had either one of those, so I don't feel I can miss what was never had.  Was the thing that I miss a home?  Is it ludicrous that I miss having a home?  Yes, I have bed in a room in a house in California, but I don't think I'll ever be able to call that home.  If you've never been away from your home for any amount of time, you might not know where I'm coming from, but some of you might know exactly what I'm referring to.
I'm 21 years old, I have some college under my belt (no degree yet), and I have absolutely no idea what I want to do with my life.
A lot of kids these days take life for granted.  They don't know how to work for something they want, they just ask their parents.  I wish my parents would buy me a camera worth thousands of dollars because they love me, or buying me a brand new car because they have the means to.  I will say, if they can, then more power to them, but parents, you're killing the chance your children have of being independent.  So many people that I know have never had to work for anything in their life, that when the time comes to step into the real world; get a job, buy a car, survive on your own, they won't have a clue what they should do.  They're going to be a nervous dog with its tail between its legs.  Not to discredit Orange County, I like this place, but wow are the people here some of the worst people I've ever come across.  This side of the nation is completely different than the Midwest.
Right now, my life consists of working at Best Buy,

I just sat and paused after typing that...I didn't know what else to say.  That says something.
So what's my next move?  Will the hero save the damsel in distress?  Will Uncle Filthy find a way to unlock the basement door?  Stay tuned next week for the shocking conclusion!