Cancer ♋︎

The Moon’s in Capricorn and she’s glaring at your Mars in Cancer like a disappointed drag mother: “This is not your best work, sweetie.” You’re feeling the Monday blues like a Mariah ballad remixed for a funeral: all drama, no release. Presley Gerber’s passing is radiating through your empath heart—today, you’re the designated mourner at the world’s messiest wake. The Sun trining the Moon gives you a little emotional scaffolding, like a hug from a friend who brings snacks and judgment in equal measure. Venus in Scorpio is urging you to thirst-text, but Saturn retrograde keeps reminding you of last year’s mistakes on loop. You don’t have to fix the world’s pain (spoiler: you can’t), but you can bake a pie and ugly-cry to ‘Steel Magnolias.’ “Your softness is not a weakness, it’s a superpower. Weaponize it.” Monday’s mood: coat your nerves in butter and serve with love.