Did you spend years in or grow up in a mountainous state and , finding yourself in the flatlands, feel sad and yearning for mountains?

I lived in Colorado for seven years in the sixties. One of my daughters was born there in NE Colorado. Then in the early 1990’s lived in the hills of Arkansas for nine years. Maybe something else is making me sad, and I can think of something, but I feel I’d be happy again if only I could go outside and see mountains and wildlife.
Anyone else have this yearning?