I always enjoy reading books by 几米.* The words are simple yet full of meaning, while the illustrations accompanying them quietly add to the story and atmosphere. Here, for instance, the text follows the woman while the pictures depict her cat. Both are exploring the city and making new friends. When the cat finally finds its way home to her, the woman has ridden out the temporary upheaval in her life (caused by the loss of her relationship and her pet) and become more comfortable with who she is and can be.
I backspaced and tweaked that sentence many times. It still feels clunky. I think that's the charm of these tales for me - so much goes so elegantly unsaid.
*I can read Chinese much more fluently than I can write in it, hence the review in English.