You might be a bit uncomfortable with your uncontrollable mood swings today as the inconstant Moon travels through your sign.
Just today, then? Hm. It’s been a not-so-great week in the world of mood. Something about February going into March — we always get that tease-of-spring weekend, and then: oh, yes, it’s still winter. (Snow?! Really?)
Whatever it was that I wanted to accomplish “during the winter” suddenly needs to be done right away.
A stretch of rough weather means no cycling; a busy week gives me an out to skip my lunchtime workout. So no exercise.
I seriously do not get enough solitary time. I’m not getting enough sleep. I stopped my mood-tracking, and only just now made a therapy appointment, the first one after my old therapist retired in October. (So long already?) I’m concerned that my medication isn’t terribly effective anymore.
And I’m feeling regret about my decision not to go to SXSW.
So I feel prickly, anxious, headachy. I have to work extra-hard to remind myself of the good things, and to be sociable. I suppose at least I’m trying; that, and when I get working on something (neighborhood assoc. stuff, tech-reviewing Shelley’s book, transplanting lilacs, projects at work) I lose myself in it, and I enjoy being alive, instead of just sleepwalking through it.
I have all this other stuff that I want to write about, but this is where I’m at instead.
Not that it’s as easy as that, but: get the hell out of my sign, inconstant Moon!