“You’re not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You’re not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You’re not your (expletive) khakis.” – “Fight Club” (Movie) The football player wears shoulder pads and a helmet. The chef puts on an apron. The accountant brings a suitcase everywhere she goes. These are materialistic identifiables, but it tells us nothing about who they really are. If we were to strip ourselves of all materials, who are we? If we were to take away our job, our possessions... how would one describe us? Let character be what defines us. Let it be our loudest statement.