I think you could say I'm a philosopher. Probably not a very good one, at least by modern notions of what this takes, and certainly not very original, since I've had the repeated experience of finding my best ideas and insights have always been thought of before.
I think it is because I'm interested most of all in what is a good life. This is not easy -- it is not happiness, nor comfort, nor respect, nor ethical ("right") behavior. It is none of these and it is all of these. One can argue that each of these require all the others, that one cannot be happy nor comfortable nor respected nor doing the right things if one doesn't have the others too.
Nor of course, in these terms, is a good life possible. It can only be approximated, or approached, maybe closely if one is a living paragon of cheerfulness, good health, high position and moral rectitude, but what do we do if we aren't?
I think we all think about these things, and when we are lacking we try to do better, or at least make excuses. A poor man can be proud of his poverty, especially if life offers him no better chance, and a stupid person (they exist by the droves) can look down on intelligence and make himself feel better watching mindless entertainments.
Who is to say either is a better life?
Still, I think the greatest joys are of a more refined sort -- thinking about the great questions, seeing what others thought, trying to figure out what they meant by a lot of what they said (after all they are famous and great philosophers so what they said has to mean something).
Similarly, I now know that being healthy and vigorous and all that has a lot to do with one's joy in life, one's respect, and so on. However I will leave it up for the most part to the doctors, just being reasonably informed and a bit skeptical is as far as I go, as well as doing what the doctor tells me to do.
There are many other joys -- art, music, and so on, and then there are circus performances. One chooses what one enjoys, although I'm a bit of a snob and if something is boring or not really funny or just blood for its own sake, I would rather not.
Respect is an interesting thing, and we all want it. There are a million ways to get it and a million people judging us all the time. Some say we should ignore this -- that it is what we think of ourselves and not what others think of us that is important. They should read Confucius.
Of course the prime mover in all this is Socrates, as we get him from Plato. The most important thing in life is to do what is right. The thing is Socrates did not know what is right and I won't pretend I have anything on him. All Socrates really knew is that what most people think is right is wrong, or, at least not defensible. We see this today too -- people who would let others suffer and die rather than let them immigrate, or even just people who don't want to let others immigrate because they are different. Men who think men are better than women and vice versa. People who say things like lying or stealing or an abortion or whatever, regardless of the circumstances, are wrong. I could go on and on.
Still sometimes (fortunately usually just in theoretical scenarios), there are cases where the right and wrong of something stumps me. I've already posted about this a few time, so just a brief summary -- first, there is never an absolute right or wrong. Second, one must consider harms and helps. Third, one must not use sentient beings as means to ends. Fourth, one must apply mindful compassion (not just, "Is this compassionate," but do I understand why it is or is not compassionate, not just how I feel.
Of course no doubt I get it wrong all the time, and I then must deal with my mistakes as honestly and rightly as I can.
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