Author's Notes:
My first drabble for Challenge 304 – Time Zones at tw100. Don't know if I can write another one, inspiration is proving elusive for this prompt.

Summary: Jack knows where he is, but has no idea when.

Jack stood in the Plas, alone and feeling exhausted. The Doctor and Martha had left, fading away in the TARDIS and he realised he had no idea what day it was, or even what time of day. He couldn’t even work it out from the position of the sun, currently hidden behind heavy clouds.

He’d travelled all over the universe, was accustomed to jet lag, but this was far worse than crossing time zones. He was out of step with the rest of the world. A whole year had ceased to exist; it never happened. He needed time to readjust.

The End