Saying goodbye to an old friend

Many of you may know this jacket: 

In fact, I have had it for about 7 years! That's crazy. It's probably one of the oldest piece of clothing that I own, actually. This jacket has been with me through out the years. Keeping me warm; comforting me in my times of need. This jacket and me have grown to be close friends. 

But I recently had to say goodbye to my friend. He is lost forever on the trains of Europe. I'm not sure how it happened. After getting off the train, I looked down at my backpack and the bright red jacket was nowhere to be seen. My heart sank into my stomach and I started searching for my lost jacket like a mother for her lost child. I ran back to the train, boarded, and franticly searched the seats where we had previously been sitting. 

nothing.

I searched the WC, but there was no jacket. 

Forlorn, and feeling the depression one feels after the loss of a friend, Alexis was my only comfort.

Of all the words of sympathy and compassion, she says, "It reminds me of that IKEA commercial with the lamp that we watched in Bio 100. Remember?" She continues to describe this commercial to me: 

The funny thing is that of all the words of sympathy and compassion, this cheers me up the most.

I guess that's why she's my best friend...