I am Zachery Aaron Quale, an inconspicuous 21-year-old living in a strange little town near the Pacific Ocean — Eugene, Oregon. I am young, I am gay, but I don’t define myself by those coincidentals. Instead, I define myself by what I do. I don’t mean that as “what I do for work” (as the world seems to think is the biggest definition of a person), but what I do with what I have, the things inside of me that emanate out. I am simple, really. I live. I breathe. I talk. I grow. I ask. I learn. I watch. I create. I destroy. I scheme. I eat. I drink. I sleep. I awaken. I touch. I smell. I hear. I feel.  I taste. I sing. I dance. I play. I write. I act. I befriend. I love. I trust. I acknowledge. I doubt. I fear. I collect. I sit. I stand. I walk. I crawl. I climb. I stumble. I succeed. I fail. I stop. I go. I am human, and I’m living out my days, taking everything one day at a time, absorbing everything at once. I believe that the future is out of reach, the past has slipped through my fingers and is what it is, and all I really have is now, and I’m happy with that.

One Response to “Me, Myself, and I (“The Gist”)”

  1. Jory Says:

    This is, I feel, the “new” life, the “old” life, the real life. We are living it. Let’s live it together, guilt-free. Once everyone lives their lives, appreciating life, object, symbol, everything as new (rather than depreciating them and assuming everything has to be “the way it is”), there will be no guilt. We are free, Zachery. We are being set free. I love you, brother!

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