It is my turn to lie awake. No matter what Wilson says, I feel like I am destroying the beautiful creature who is lying next to me. She fell asleep before dinner today, too exhausted after a shift in the ER to stay up any more. In the end, I didn't bother with ordering anything, instead making a packet of instant soup and curling in the window seat to stare at the street below until I, too, fall into bed exhausted.
My mind won't let me sleep.
Allison shifts only slightly as I rest my head on her shoulder and wrap an arm around her. She doesn't wake as I cry myself into unconsciousness.
We book tickets to Bali. We're going to stay in Jungubatu on the island of Nusa Lembongan for a week, and then stay at a hotel in Ubud. The last week we've left open to figure out what we want to see once we get there. There's so much, and I can't help but be excited by the myriad of temples, extinct volcanoes, and history of the place. Allison is thrilled too, and I laugh as I hear her practicing Bahasa Indonesia at the computer. We attempt making some Balinese dishes, but they fail almost as spectacularly as our attempts at Western cooking.
Our anxiety wanes in the face of a new adventure. I gain a little weight, and there is a glow in Allison's cheeks that I have sorely missed.
The weeks fall away.