What a time to be alive

Have you ever got the feeling of 'what a life?'. Not the frustrated one. But the one of delight. I get it often when I am in nature. At times, in the middle of a run. Especially when I am running on a mud path with water flowing on both the sides, with the shores of the water body lined with so many plants and trees. So many that I can't count but just admire. oh and also add sun to this scene. In its morning soft glory and golden light. life just feels so perfect and you can't just help but wonder 'what a time to be alive'.
But once as the dopamine from the run fades off and as both the mundane quotidian and harsh worldly realities kicks in, at times, it even feels criminal to feel this way. To think what a great time to be human now. It feels tone deaf to say the least.

I do realize that I have been blessed and privileged socially and financially in So many different ways to be able to have the experience
Despite all the guilt that comes along with the feeling,

Some questions: How much of it can be attributed just to nature? And how much of it to the human technological advancements?

Is it just the pareto optimality?

what about too much resource concentration?

In one of my recent essays, I wrote about the knowledge erasures that can be caused by generative AI.

Lately I have been getting feeling a lot "What a time to be alive". To be honest, I do feel little weird feeling this way. It feels a bit tone-deaf, given the social, political, and economical conditions across the globe. It is also definitely a marker of the privilege that I am coming from.