From 113ab6b1afd16c4fc8edb70fa6a1822f778a0b37 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Kathleen Fitzpatrick <3170201+kfitz@users.noreply.github.com>
Date: Sun, 22 Dec 2024 11:00:38 -0500
Subject: [PATCH] fix typo

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 _cache/webmentions.json           | 2 +-
 content/blog/2024-12-22-finite.md | 4 ++--
 2 files changed, 3 insertions(+), 3 deletions(-)

diff --git a/_cache/webmentions.json b/_cache/webmentions.json
index 6b85fce8fc..50bc1e4efe 100644
--- a/_cache/webmentions.json
+++ b/_cache/webmentions.json
@@ -1,5 +1,5 @@
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-  "lastFetched": "2024-12-22T15:57:32.849Z",
+  "lastFetched": "2024-12-22T15:59:57.905Z",
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     {
       "type": "entry",
diff --git a/content/blog/2024-12-22-finite.md b/content/blog/2024-12-22-finite.md
index e1ef2c0794..9dc45c0929 100644
--- a/content/blog/2024-12-22-finite.md
+++ b/content/blog/2024-12-22-finite.md
@@ -8,5 +8,5 @@ tags:
 > You have to accept that there will always be too much to do; that you can’t avoid tough choices or make the world run at your preferred speed; that no experience, least of all close relationships with other human beings, can ever be guaranteed in advance to turn out painlessly and well—and that from a cosmic viewpoint, when it’s all over, it won’t have counted for very much anyway.
 > 
 > And in exchange for accepting all that? You get to actually *be* here. You get to have some real purchase on life. You get to spend your finite time focused on a few things that matter to you, in themselves, right now, in this moment.
-
-— Oliver Burkeman, *Four Thousand Weeks: Time Management for Mortals*
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+>
+> — Oliver Burkeman, *Four Thousand Weeks: Time Management for Mortals*
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