I’m very much liking Moon in Cancer, as I suspected.  I feel very self-satisfied, although in typical Cancerian fashion I’m also brooding over my evil family a bit.  I’m thinking about the eternal cycle from Gemini to Cancer – the frivolity, fakeness, and superficiality of Gemini devolving into the petty, grasping self-centered dishonesty of Cancer.  It’s always like that, isn’t it.

Still, as I said, Cancer feels very “homey” and comfortable and I don’t feel to bad that there aren’t any really spectacular aspects to write about.  I got good work done today, all the upheavals of the Uranus-Aries square are past.  My energy is good and I’m working with Mercury in Capricorn – setting up a bunch of new blog posts tonight.  Having Venus and Mars in Aquarius continues to be boring, and makes the entire country seem boring. 

I’m looking forward to explosions when Mars is in Pisces.  I purchased my astrological datebook and it’s on the way so I should be getting into predictions about the time the Moon enters Leo, so that’s awesome.

I feel like I’m shoring up my base.  I feel like the Trump presidency is a storm that’s brewing.  Something in this country is going to explode and I’m just waiting until January to understand the new direction.