(Huh... never noticed before that 'Holland' begins with 'Holla' :-) )
It's kind of a weird thing how "special" is - for me - proportional to the inverse of "amount of thoughts-about", such that incoming sensory data is essentially miraculous until I start thinking about it, each subsequent thought-about removing a brick of the initial miraculousness until there's seemingly nothing left but modeling (aka "knowing") obscuring said miracle....
Something like that. :-)
But, hey... so window-covering sanity in Holland? I do tend to imagine greater sanity in places other than the United States, where stupidity worship competes with money worship to undermine quality of life.