I consider myself

Somewhat lenticular clouds over the Smoky Mountains. Every cloud on every day is different, like snowflakes.

... one of the luckiest people -- indeed, one of the luckiest beings of any kind -- that ever lived or ever will live. Why? Lots of reasons, but above all, because I know I'm lucky. Not in the sense of happy-go-lucky or striking lucky, but because I have had the immense good fortune to live in a time and place where I am at once free and in charge of myself -- my body, my mind, and in aggregate, my fate (as much as any mortal can be). Every day it is a wondrous thing to be alive, and to be living so well. For all of that, I have nothing but thankfulness and the uplift that such gratitude brings.