AND THE WEEKEND AHEAD to write. (Well, I have to do grocery shopping, and some other stuff.) I keep hoping I can finish today, tomorrow, this week. And the story grows longer as I add more words in hopes of reaching the end. And like some vicious cross between Tantalus and Sisyphus, I can never quite catch it as it fades from sight going away.
Oh, well. Maybe it's like the fight between Good and Evil. Good never wins, it only has to survive to fight again tomorrow. Like the road, the fight goes on forever.