I am an inspiration

I met up with my boy Wolsky at this delicious bakery/cafe called Random Order up in Portland's Alberta District. When I last saw him, he was talking about how one of his biggest regrets was tossing his old Bulls starter jacket back in the day. The following week, I was at a thrift store when low and behold I came across the exact jacket he was describing to me, in mint condition no less. So of course I bought it and gave it to him when I met him for lunch. Like a kid on Christmas morning, he lights him all smiles and totally pumped on the nostalgic gift. He was so happy that he dropped his tuna melt sandwich on the ground. He picked it up, examined it and said " I'm so happy right now I don't care", and resumed eating it. If I can make a grown man happy enough to forget that he's eating a sandwich off the dirty ass floor, then that's all I ask for in this world.