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title: I Am Not a Fox
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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 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.
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 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.
As I got older,
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