So, first some background. My university requires its students to live in these designated student campuses around the city. Every week this woman, who we affectionately call 'The Bread Lady', comes around and leaves loaves of bread (which she collected from different bakeries around the city) at the campuses.
Now, just now, she came around in my building hallway with a shopping cart filled with boxes. Some had pastries inside them and some had these books. She rang my bell and when I opened the door she introduced herself with her moniker. Then she said I could grab a treat while asking for my name. She wrote it down inside one of those books and handed it to me.
It turned out to be a Bible.
I don't know why, but this made me so unexpectedly, ridiculously happy. It felt like the greatest gift I had ever received in my life.
I'm just so, so happy with it, and I don't even know why.