Aries

Chiron’s placement has overclocked your instinctual hardware. Instead of headbutting your local firewall, try clearing your virtual RAM—yes, you are the cosmic Ram whose random-access memory is currently trying to cache three million tabs on how to optimize an anvil. If your CPU feels warm, it is just the exact Jupiter-Sun conjunction boiling your coolant. Put down the soldering iron and stop trying to compile spaghetti code with mere enthusiasm. A weirdly quiet drone will watch you eat a sandwich at noon.