I was having coffee with a friend when a friend of hers walked in and joined us. This woman just happens to be a tarot card reader so we were able to talk astrology for a while. However, when she asked me about my moon sign I couldn't answer her. It was very embarrassing. I spent the rest of the day asking myself, "where's my moon?" And I thought I was just a Pisces. She was, however, very sympathetic to the plight of Pisceans. She said that we're the garbage dumpster of the zodiac. While that doesn't quite sound like a compliment, I can relate to the challenge I experience in social situations when I want to peel out of the fifth conversation about relationships gone bad...

Just for today, I can accept my sun sign.