It’s only boring if you’re a boring person.
I can walk a couple hundred yard outside of my office that’s nestled near downtown KC and get this view. Yes, there are buildings and people and highways and trains … but there’s space and air and nature. Trees and wildflowers (or weeds, but I think they are pretty so they are flowers). Grass. Bees. Foxes. Turkey. Deer. All right here in the middle of the city.
I can drive a mile to a party bar, or a dive bar, or a clandestine speakeasy.
I can get food from nearly every continent and interact with people of the same diversity.
I can see rich and poor. I can see the deepest anguish and fear walking right next to courage and elation.
I can see a city being built and destroyed at the same time.
From that grassy hill, nothing is boring.