I can tell I'm going to have a hard time explaining why that little narrative you constructed rubs me the wrong way, but I'll give it a shot.
Yeah, I absolutely talk to the same people every day or week, but it's not some special little mental health break I get, it's just how stuff works. The chances of that being a nice bit of social interaction you like or an oppressive thing that makes you feel trapped or socially awkward are about 50-50, and seeing people from other backgrounds or environments romanticise it feels kinda patronizing or... touristy? Touristy is a word.
Does that make sense? Living in a small place or a place where you walk to your daily errands isn't magic or a whimsical simple life, it's just how stuff works in some living arrangements, and it has upsides and downsides. Car-first cities suck and I wouldn't move to one, but it's not because I live in some endless episode of Cheers that's keeping me mentally healthy.