Nighttime is the right time.

I've been pulling a lot of overnights for Emergency Dispatch training. At first, I was dreading the thought of doing one of these...working overnights at Holiday during the best time of my life and doing the same type of shifts at that one place I now refer to as, "You're locked up because you're 15 and stupid and now I have to take care of you, so shut up." used to be kind of torture. Or rather, they weren't that bad until about 5:00, when the sleep dep hits and you still have about two more hours to go. 
But. The overnight shifts for Em. Dispatch? Kind of pretty awesome. I actually get to do stuff and practice my skillz, the deputies who work overnights are hilarious, and it's actually been kind of a breeze, in terms of sleep vs. wake. Also, the plus side to it also comes on nights like this, when it's 1:45 am, I'm wide awake, and there is literally nothing else to do but write. 
I don't know if you guys know this about me yet or not, but I tend to get easily distracted. Facebook...I can't handle it. My Facebook is now like what the blog used to be like when I lived in Spooner...tons of hilarious comments that keep me entertained for hours. And during the day, there's just so many more demands and distractions, it seems. At 2:00 am? No one is talking (no one, that is, except for me and my old elementary-school pal Tony, who also works a night shift). There's no text messages to check your phone every fives minutes for. There's no emails flying into your inbox that you must read immediately and then wait two weeks to respond to (at least, that's how I do that email thing). No one is writing new blog posts, the news is slow, and people don't seem to really love it when you call them at 3 in the morning to just, you know, see what they're up to.
And so you're in this weird limbo - maybe, sometimes, you don't feel like writing. Maybe you're in the middle of this hard fucking chapter where nothing is making sense and you're second-guessing everything and you're tired about writing this, anyway, especially when you know you're just going to go back and change everything in the second draft, but you've been working on this fucking chapter for two months now and you have to finish it or else you're never going to get anything else done and oh is that a new notification on Facebook? Huh, guess it's not. So unless you want to just sit there and stare at the wall, maybe you should just write some stuff.
Liiiike, this blog post. Or, that email that I should have responded to two weeks ago. Oh yeah, and that book that I moved up here to write...