I feel privileged to be alive.

As a kid, the universe had much mystique. Sure, we knew things - but Pluto, one of my favourite planets, was the mysterious blue dot that got a few lines at the back of a science book; and whilst terms like "dark matter" and "multiverse" no doubt were coined long before I was born, I didn't hear them used. 

Now, we know so much. Pluto has lost its mystique. We're sending probes further and further. And we may get a person to Mars in my lifetime.

Diamond rain on Uranus and Neptune? Fascinating. Even STAR TREK didn't give us that, right?