The view you keep returning to has become part of how you gather yourself.

Returning to the same view is not idleness. Somewhere along the way it became a place where your thinking settles, and the repetition is doing work: the same window, the same bend in the river, the same rooftops in a certain light. You are not looking for new information, you are using a familiar arrangement to put yourself back in order.

Notice which view you go back to and stop apologising for the time it takes. Give it a few minutes on a day that is already crowded, since that is the day it was built for. Small reliable anchors are worth protecting once you know you have one.