I just met myself on the way out.
I wrote the title of my blog (see above) and started to look up shank . Not much help, so I googled “shank of the year” which is what i want to discuss—and there it was, here I am:
shank of the year - betty jane wylie
bettyjanewylie.com › new-blog › 2013/12/30 › shank-... [but it’s November 30, 2020 today]
I already wrote about it seven years ago! (And I have such a fear of repeating myself.)
HOW DID I END UP IN A GOOGLE?
It has been a strange, frightening year so I’ve been thinking of the end of it a little early. I had a much more detached view seven years ago, merely playing about with our minds’ metaphors. This time I’m writing before the end of December. Time is short and threatens us all.
Don’t look back. Don’t look ahead.
Look up.