"What makes you do any particular activity throughout your daily life?"

This is a fundamental question, and having gone over the responses I cannot disagree with much other than a certain amount of tortured wording. To answer the question we need to ask ourselves what is the point of being able to get out of bed anyway. For me, there is a basic purpose, and then there are some requirements and responsibilities should I choose to accept them. I think that the bulk of humanity is afflicted with sentimentality. For example, I need to look in on my aged mother today. Why bother? She's not starving, let her amuse herself. I didn't ask to be born. But then we are gregarious, and affection seems an important trait in our consciousness. And we can be sentimental about inanimate objects too. By I digress. it is the basic purpose that makes me do most things. I have been ridiculed and accused of trivialising life, because my main reason for doing anything is to have fun. That does not include spoiling other people's fun. Life's requirements and responsibilities are simply the mechanics of the problem of how to get some more fun. Moralists find this attitude extremely disturbing. Surely life cannot be that simple.

Unless this thread is contrived by a computer program, you most certainly have an identity. However, it is quite possible that the qualities you have listed do not add up to your identity. You have probably owned or have known different pets, and if they were like mine, they all had identities, yet they held no opinions or morals. I doubt the nature of identity can be clarified with the written word.

I am going to try to be philosophical about this question. I consider myself a realist when I am not contributing to my own bundle of contradictions. Therefore, the nature of philosophy to me is the examination of wisdom. This is why I note down ideas as I find them. For example: "To supervise his own destiny is task enough for any man." Charlie Chan.