Yes. I feel that way about the town I grew up in from ages 9–17. It’s a little backwards ass town that although is in Southern/Central California, feels more like a depressed Midwest town that time forgot. No offense to any midwesterners that live in shitty little towns. This strange sense of dread overtakes me when I enter the city limits…it’s a very odd feeling. Leaving town feels like I’ve cleansed myself. No kidding.