Cancer ♋︎

If the Moon were your drag mother, today she’d be padding your hips and telling you, “Protect your energy, baby.” The waxing gibbous Moon in Virgo is a disco ball over your shell—reflecting every emotional headline. The news gives “gala security panic” and “club fire drama,” and you? You’re the one texting your friends, “Let’s check in, but also… should we order pizza?” With Jupiter in your sign, you’re the nurturing host at the gay bar after the fire drill, passing out tissues and tequila. No, you can’t fix everything, but you can make Monday less apocalyptic. Moments of tenderness sneak up between the memes and the mess. Let the Ronettes remind you: harmonies are strongest when there’s a little longing in the mix. If everyone else is playing Greek tragedy, you’re the chorus, quietly shaping the story’s heart. “Cancer: When in doubt, bake the cake and start the group hug.”