coulda, shoulda, woulda,

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At this point, we're all a little lost. But reaching back I remember what Carrie Bradshaw once said... “As we drive along this road called life, occasionally a gal will find herself a little lost. And when that happens, I guess she has to let go of the coulda, shoulda, woulda, buckle up and just keep going.”

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