*Nods* It is clearly not *finish line* progress. It *sucks small planets* that it can be considered progress even in dim light and if you squint, but the thing is, *lack* of such a statement is the reverse of progress, so. It's being starving to death and being given a raw onion, and maybe - *maybe* - s stale crust of bread, but the onion is closer to food than air is. So it's progress in only the darkest way, but it's still -- pretty much literally -- better than _nothing at all._

IMO, etc. --As a bi poly switch living in a complex family without children or militar service.