There are days when the universe taps gently on your shoulder.

And there are others—like Sunday —when it slams open the door, drags in its symbolic luggage, and sets up camp in your psyche.

May 24 marked the beginning of Saturn’s transit through Aries, landing right into my 1st house. For those fluent in astrology, you know what that means: identity. Ego. Presence. For those less familiar—it’s like Saturn pulled out a clipboard, raised an eyebrow, and started evaluating my entire being with a red pen.

Cue: a whole existential mood.

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