Came back from my first trip abroad and can’t stop thinking “what happened to us?”

Just got back from my first trip outside the U.S. spent time in the Philippines with a layover in Seoul. Both places felt so alive and welcoming. Then I landed at SFO and it honestly felt empty, gray, almost dystopian. Like walking into The Langoliers.

Anyone else feel that weird shock coming home after seeing how different other places can feel?