That weight you're feeling, the dragging of feet and the labouring of sighs, is courtesy of Saturn stationing to turn retrograde tomorrow. As part of the Capricorn dancing that is reframing us to fit our 2020 vision, first Pluto and now Saturn back their respective trucks up for the better part of the year.

Saturn throwing his weight around (& strapping on his retrograde shoes) can feel gloomy and dour. A compulsory cosmic colonic. Chocked with reluctant responsibility. Littered with solid lessons that will hold you in good stead forever but feel craptastic now, & maybe tomorrow too & at least until August.