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2 files changed, 7 insertions, 8 deletions

diff --git a/assets/css/_functions.scss b/assets/css/_functions.scss
index 5e2518e..a641a34 100644
--- a/assets/css/_functions.scss
+++ b/assets/css/_functions.scss
@@ -1,7 +1,7 @@
 @use 'sass:math';
 
 @function px-to-em($s, $b: $font-size) {
-    @return 1 / math.div($b, 1px) * math.div($s, 1px) * 1em;
+    @return math.div(1, math.div($b, 1px)) * math.div($s, 1px) * 1em;
 }
 
 @function str-repeat($s, $n) {
diff --git a/content/9thPK7O3xn/posts/i-am-not-a-fox.md b/content/9thPK7O3xn/posts/i-am-not-a-fox.md
index 6fadf4a..473ffc1 100644
--- a/content/9thPK7O3xn/posts/i-am-not-a-fox.md
+++ b/content/9thPK7O3xn/posts/i-am-not-a-fox.md
@@ -6,15 +6,14 @@ unlisted: true
 I am not a fox.
 It would be ridiculous to claim otherwise since a fox wouldn't be able to type on a keyboard, not to mention come up with this text in the first place.
 A fox probably couldn't have a job as a software developer, too.
-But despite reality being quite obvious, my existence as a human being doesn't feel right to me.
-It never has.
+But despite reality leaving no room for doubt, my existence as a human never felt right to me.
 
-I was 6 years old when I first became aware of this feeling.
-I'm sure many of you have seen the movie "The Sword in the Stone" by Disney, wherein the protagonist Arthur is transformed into various animals to learn different life lessons.
+I was 6 years old when I first became aware that something was wrong.
+I'm sure many of you have seen "The Sword in the Stone" by Disney, wherein the protagonist Arthur is transformed into various animals to learn different life lessons.
 I was watching this movie one evening and was fascinated by the idea of possessing a nonhuman body, especially that of a bird.
 What would it be like to experience the world as one?
-To be covered in feathers that are bristling in the wind as I'm flying through the air?
-I hadn't noticed the persistent nagging at the back of my mind before, but as I imagined myself in this situation I felt relieved when it fell silent for the first time in my life.
+To be covered in feathers that are bristling in the wind as I'm flying through the sky?
+I hadn't noticed the persistent nagging at the back of my mind before, but as I imagined myself in this situation it fell silent for the first time in my life.
 I didn't question what was happening -- I was only 6 years old after all.
-But I had become aware of this unpleasant feeling and I learned how to make it go away, so it became of mine to turn into a bird in my fantasies.
+But I had become aware of this unpleasant feeling and I knew how to make it go away, so it became a habit of mine to be a bird in my fantasies.