It was eerily unfamiliar; I felt like I was in a horror film.
I have many fond memories of San Luis Obispo (SLO), the town where I went to college. I remember all the beach days and exploring and hikes outdoors. SLO will always hold a special spot in my heart. I hadn't been back since 2009 when my friend got married, and even then I didn't have the opportunity to go around town to see how it's change. A couple weekends ago I was so excited to visit again. The only thing though was that it was nothing like I had remembered. My sweet, small town was now somehow like a city. It lost the same charm I loved back in college when I lived in a little summer-like cottage. I returned to the beaches like this, filled with fog, so unfamiliar to me. I don't even remember if these pictures were actually taken at avila beach. I actually have no idea. I'm sad to say that my SLO is nothing like the town it is today. sigh.
It's strange how memories can keep you tied to the past that you can't even recognize them when you have them in the present. I think relationships are like that. Our memories of those past relationships are so warped and old and positive that when we are reunited with exes the person we're reacquainting with the person we once knew are two completely different people. It's strange what memories do to you.
I used to always dream of moving back to SLO when I had a family. Now, I'm not sure I'd want to live in that place others call San Luis Obispo.