Progress

The evening started out looking like this:

And two hours later it looked like this:

It *felt* like progress. And I suppose it does looks like progress. But man. Those are a sh*t-ton of tiny pieces.  

And there was progress of another kind today in the form of exercise. 

I knew at the time that the juxtaposition of my head beneath the horse statue's rear end unfortunate. But I had crazy running brain and decided it would be fine.