Moon, Venus, Mars, and Jupiter in Virgo.
For Gods’ sake clean something, before you conclude that it is all meaningless and impossible and collapse under the weight of life’s imperfections, so you can watch a movie, read a book, snuggle your pet, talk on the phone, and eat something that really doesn’t agree with you.
Great day to vacuum. I’m not even kidding.
Get some new music and make a playlist?
Hard to be satisfied with moving in one direction, when attention is splayed out, fanned across a series of personal topics too deep to address, and too poignant not to, a ruthless efficiency undercut by a scattered unrealistic innocence.
Think of accomplishment as an aphrodisiac.
What can be done?