Capricorn ♑︎

Imagine the House passing the Iran War Powers Resolution as if it were your family group chat finally mutinying against Dad’s Thanksgiving playlist: awkward, overdue, and deeply satisfying. The Moon and Pluto are canoodling in your sign, but this isn’t a Netflix and chill—it’s more “House of Cards” but with better skincare routines. Venus and Jupiter in Cancer want to spoon, but Saturn’s like, “Not until you process your feelings, babe.” You crave order, but today’s cosmic vibe is: “Let the old guard sweat.” The waning gibbous moon says, “You’ve seen the sausage get made. Now decide who’s worthy of a dinner invite.” Find the thrill in pulling strings from behind the scenes. Someone’s about to ask you for advice—they think you’re the Scott Pelley of their life (steady, wise, maybe ready for an unexpected exit). Screenshot this: “You’re the producer, not the pawn. Rewrite the narrative.”