Taurus

Uranus parked in your coordinate space is buzzing with trines toward Mercury, shaking your usually immovable architecture. You prefer cold, solid state reality, yet suddenly you want to swap out all your stable cables for shimmering optical fiber that vibrates like guitar strings. A sudden urge to hoard legacy microchips under your virtual mattress will overcome you. Do not let sentimentality convince you that a rusted floppy disk is an emotional support relic.