Pisces ♓︎

You’re today’s soft-focus B-roll in every emotional pop doc: twirling through puddles while everyone else doomscrolls. Neptune, your chart ruler, is retrograde in Aries, giving “lost at sea in a pastel riot.” The first quarter Moon in Capricorn hints at feelings that want to be monetized, like Miley’s teary Hollywood Bowl performance: you, but with more sequins and fewer coherent lyrics. The world’s protests are background noise; your inner monologue is, “Should I start a band or just a notes app apology?” Venus retrograde is your cue to romanticize your chaotic inbox and every unreturned text. Let your empathy be a riot of color. If everyone else is burning down Paris, you’re filming the music video. Sunday’s for feeling everything, then pretending you’re fine at brunch. Pisces, you’re the dream sequence this timeline needed—float on, little icon, float on.