Venus just zagged into Cancer, slantwise, sighing and rolling her eyes all the way, (dad, you're embarrassing me, stahp it). And so begins Goth Summertime Sadness realness. I thought this moody filter captured the vibe. I've got a stellium myself in the sign of the crab, which means all the feels all the time, and a psychic lint-catcher that needs emptying on the regular. Cancer can be a homebody, and even a sap, but just try and breech their armory of sarcasm, sighs, and self-deprecation. Cancer sighs like no other sign.
Venus's sextile to Uranus tonight, however, may turn those crab claws into frisky castanets. With the Moon in her domicile too, the Cancers will be feeling themselves.
Recommended listening: Wild Mood Swings by The Cure, Violet by Hole, anything by The Young Marble Giants or Joy Division, Good Things by Sleater Kinney, Child Psychology by The Black Box Recorder, Chinatown by Jets to Brazil, Piano Fire by Sparklehorse. 🌜
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