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Once upon a time there was a completely independent woman. About a year ago, she became such - completely independent. What terribly proud. She woke up on an alarm and never lay in bed. She didn’t care whether to drink coffee or tea: for a long time she had overcome the dependence on caffeine. And she overcame, at the same time expelling from her diet everything sweet, high-calorie and not healthy. Therefore, she drank water in the morning and ate unsweetened and unsalted oatmeal. She broke up with her friends because she did not want to depend on them. She was completely indifferent to shopping - and no one would dare to blame her for the fact that due to a shiny rag she is able to lose her head. What shopping there! She did not lose her head from men either. Many months have passed since she drove away her beloved (and after all, she almost became dependent on him). In short, the Absolutely Independent Woman felt that a little more - and she would become the Perfect Woman. There was a rustle outside her door on Saturday morning. She opened. Staggering with fatigue, the Cat stood on the threshold. The woman peered and gasped: - You ?! But ... how so? Three hundred and forty kilometers ?! “I walked for a year,” and the Cat, entering the house, leaned exhaustively against the leg of the chair. - What for? - Miss you, - Cat raised her eyes. “I cannot live without you, nor without our house, nor without our man.” By the way, where is he? “But after all, I took you to my aunt in the village ... Aren't you offended?” “At first, yes,” Cat sighed. “But then she forgave me.” I understand that you really wanted to become independent ... - And you did! - The woman's voice suddenly treacherously trembled. - Well, congratulations, the Cat whispered. - That's that. I'll rest a day or two and go back. At night, the Woman, startled, opened her eyes - she always woke up from an incomprehensible feeling of a dreary emptiness in her chest. It was cold around my heart - as if someone inside turned on a fan. Out of habit, she reached out for a sedative - and stumbled upon a warm coat. The cat gently stomped on the blanket, lay down on its side, purred. Soon, the cold fan in his chest disappeared. ... Three days have passed. The woman woke up. For half an hour I lay in bed, then rushed to the kitchen, anticipating strong coffee with dark chocolate. Then she reached for the cell phone and asked her beloved man the most important question: “Where are you?” - she made a hundred of all such calls yesterday. Then she made an appointment with a girlfriend in a cafe. And suddenly she saw a cat sitting at the door. “Let me out, please,” she asked. - Are you going?! - in the eyes of the Woman tears sparkled. “But now I cannot live without you!” “Calm down,” said the Cat. “I'm just going for a walk, I'll be back soon.” And do not lock the door, please. After all, independence is not at all the absence of dependencies, as you thought. This is the knowledge that the door is open. And independence is happiness. Because you have someone to whom you are ready to walk three hundred and forty-seven kilometers ... The cat went beyond the threshold, smiling reassuringly at the Absolutely Normal Woman.