Where did the day go?

Here I was, just editing my novel, and suddenly...it's late.

Whoops.

Time well-spent, though. I think the narrative is at least passable. Still not satisfied, but it's good enough that at this point, I'm just saying, "Time to move on."

...So now I'm back to the point where I was at, before my second-guessing kicked in.
...Still calling it progress!