I tried writing tonight.
It didn’t work.
But I tried, and that’s progress.
I also asked for help at work, and I got it, and I haven’t screwed up the relationship between me and the people I’m working with, so that’s progress.
I also fixed four of my nine Wordpress sites by manually uploading new software, and then asked for help before I did the manual process on all nine, which is progress over all the times I try to power through.
Progress doesn’t have to be big.
It doesn’t have to be successful.
Hell, it doesn’t even have to make you feel satisfied. (It probably won’t.)
It just needs to be progress.
We may be lost, but we’re making good time.