Existence precedes essence I came to similar conclusions of this author after reading Camus' The Stranger (and many other Existential books thereafter) in high

Existence precedes essence I came to similar conclusions of this author after reading Camus' The Stranger (and many other Existential books thereafter) in high school. There's no meaning to life other than what you make of it. This author finds meaning in building things, seeing things grow. Other people find meaning to their lives by shining shoes and are just as happy. Or at least they find contentment in what they do, which in many ways is better.