Today’s plot twist: you’re the wild card in the race.
If there were a “Choose Your Own Adventure” starring political upsets, you’d already be skipping to the sexy pages. Jupiter in Cancer is throwing you into the role of rebellious campaign manager: “What if we elected someone who’s never even pretended to read the Constitution?” The Indiana primary is every Sag’s fantasy: the underdog wins, the establishment is shook, and you’re live-tweeting the fallout. Venus in Gemini is adding sparkle to all your hot takes, but Mars in Aries warns: don’t burn bridges you might want to bungee-jump off later. The waning gibbous moon encourages you to let go of that one tired idea about who “should” win. You’re the candidate, the pundit, and the scandal all in one. You don’t need permission to question everything—just a passport and a well-packed sense of humor.
That was the vibe check.
The Drip fits every Sagittarius. The Oracle is couture: your exact chart, down to the minute.
