Hooray for midnight writing attacks!

Got hit with a plot bunny about three a.m. and had to scribble down notes. Since it was only a short piece, I got it done this morning while waiting for the plasma place to open. Therefore, I'll have "The Man who Lost his Name", drabble-length, to share with the writing group this evening.

Unfortunately, my growing creativity is fighting with my body's world-imposed schedule, wishing me to return to my natural schedule of noon-to-early-morning for my awake times.