This touches on an interesting aspect of my very early childhood memories. Do you ever have dreams where you "know" you're in a familiar location, like your old

This touches on an interesting aspect of my very early childhood memories. Do you ever have dreams where you "know" you're in a familiar location, like your old high school or childhood home, but they have a completely different feeling to them, and may or may not have the same layout as in real life? My very early childhood memories have a similar sort of dreamlike quality. I know objectively the memory takes place in the neighborhood I grew up in, but there is a certain atmosphere or feeling that isn't the same and that I can never quite relay or capture today. I've wondered if this isn't due to the way these early memories are formed and stored.