Plugging away. Existence. Right. Here. Right. Now. What do we do with our precious time? Seems the Existentialists are correct: What we
do defines us. Not so much what we think, what we desire, what we tell ourselves or others, but what we
actually do. Every day. I came across this idea:
Existence before Essence. We are born with "original essence." But how we apply it, how we expend it, how we live it, what we do, makes us what we are.