Aries — Saturday 27 June 2026

Your Mars is at the end of Taurus – practically growling at the gate, waiting to get out – and that frustration has apparently migrated into your relationship with a menu. You've spent twenty minutes this morning deciding what to eat for lunch, which you will not actually have until noon, and in that window you will have reconsidered everything twice, pivoted to "something light", and then ordered the most aggressively substantial thing available. *Mars sextile Jupiter* is the culprit: it makes you feel like your appetite is justified, righteous even, a decision that reflects your character rather than your hunger. *Saturn in your own sign* means there's a voice in the background saying you should probably have a salad. You will not have a salad. That's not even the problem. The problem is you'll be smug about it.