Yeh, you're right. I wonder why this is.
Maybe it has something to do with the half-naked Thai boy who just walked in the bedroom with a cup of freshly brewed Belgium coffee...or the early-morning sounds of the macaws and canaries singing outside the balcony...or waves crashing on the shoreline...or aroma of freshly chopped coriander and green onions coming the kitchen...or the plans we have to go splish-splashing in the ocean a bit later, so he can fill his little plastic bucket with clams and snails....and I can submerse myself in the harmony and timelessness of the moment.
Maybe...just maybe this has something to do with it.