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 A fox probably couldn't have a job as a software developer, too.
 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 that something was wrong.
-It was evening and I was watching "The Sword in the Stone" by Disney, an animated film about a boy called Arthur who is transformed into various animals to learn different life lessons.
-I was immediately fascinated by the idea of possessing a nonhuman body, and especially that of a bird.
-What would it feel like to experience having such a completely different body; to have a beak and wings and 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.
-I just knew that imagining I was a bird felt right and so it turned into a habit that would last for a very long time.
+It began one evening when I was about 6 years old.
+I was watching "The Sword in the Stone" by Disney, an animated film about a boy called Arthur who is transformed into various animals by Merlin the wizard in order to educate him.
+The idea of possessing a nonhuman body fascinated me immediately, especially that of a bird.
+What would it feel like to have such a completely different body, to have a beak and wings and to be covered in feathers that are bristling in the wind as I'm flying through the sky?
+As I imagined myself in this situation, something inside of my mind awakened; something that rejected my human nature and longed for this experience; something that would never leave me alone again.
 
+I frequently imagined I was a bird for many years, but as I grew up, I found other creatures I identified with: dragons, wolves and eventually foxes.