Thinking about my ideal place to live sends me into a spiral of conflicting requirements that ends up with the conclusion that any environment my simple human b

Thinking about my ideal place to live sends me into a spiral of conflicting requirements that ends up with the conclusion that any environment my simple human brain could think up will inevitably fail to satisfy somehow or feel like a static, boring utopia. I love nature and space but there is something about the change and pace of cities that is stimulating as well. The closest to how I’d want to live is probably like Mr. Miyagi with cool old architecture and space to tinker with old cars but nearby a city.