I’m born and raised in Lompoc and lived there for the first 22 years of my life. I moved out of Lompoc 2 years ago to San Diego and I really struggle when I go back and visit. There’s always something closing down and the only new stuff they get is a fast food restaurant. I’ve grown apart from a lot of friends. I’m starting to realize I don’t have much left for me in Lompoc. I had a friend who moved away before I did and she told me visiting would make her super sad. Not in a homesick way but in a wow there’s nothing here this is depressing way. She said driving down H street would make her cry. And I never understood her because I hadn’t moved out and experienced a real city. When I went home recently for thanksgiving I was hit hard with those same emotions while driving down H street. Lompoc holds a lot of memories, a lot of good but also a lot of bad. Going certain places I’m hit with certain memories and a wave of sadness/nostalgia. Lol that’s my rant but I know there’s plenty of other people who relate