As Miranda is left to clean up the mess—with Joy, who arrives home and grossly gets on the floor and hugs Miranda—we follow Carrie back to her apartment. She turns on the karaoke machine, throws her scarf and handbag on the table, and starts to finally act as if this really is her place and not just a rental she’s keeping warm for someone else.

All the while, we see montages of everyone else—Miranda, Joy, Lisa, Herbert, the Goldenblatts, Anthony, Giuseppe, Seema, Adam—enjoying their respective Thanksgiving dinners as Barry White’s “My First My Last My Everything” plays. Then we pan to Carrie at her computer, and I doubt the writers intended this, but we see Carrie’s cat, Shoe, standing on all fours on top of magazines on the coffee table. And my first thought was, Oh crap, the cat’s gonna take a dump or urinate. See, writers, this is what this episode has done to me, and there’s no undoing it.

_{Sarah Jessica Parker and cat, Lotus.}

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That is not the last shot though—thank goodness—as we see Carrie writing her epilogue for her novel. After erasing her latest (very short) draft, she drafts the following: “The woman realized she was not alone—she was on her own.” With that, Carrie gets up from her computer and starts dancing in the hallway of her home, taking up the space she was always meant to.

But wait, that’s not all. Remember that Easter egg I mentioned in the beginning? As soon as Barry White’s song fades out, the credits roll to none other than the original Sex and the City theme song. It is the first time—I believe—that we’ve heard the OG tune in this series. (Did I get chills? Maybe.) It’s a really endearing and fun touch, but also a reminder that nothing will ever compare to the genius of the original series and what we felt at the end of every episode.

And yet, I’ll miss you, And Just Like That…

Thanks for the memories. Except one.

This article originally appeared on Glamour US.