While we shout directions at Carrie and get frustrated when she keeps going back to Big. I realize that maybe it's karma, maybe it's fate, or maybe simply we just can't move on because we KNOW there's so much more that 'we' can be.
What if we, all girls, have a Carrie living within ourselves and we all have our Mr. Big?
It seems like it's the only plausible explanation for nice girls who always go back to guys that are jerks (in disguise),
Either that....or we're just masochistic.