Alright, love, pull your socks up. It’s about bleedin’ time to finally face those daunting decisions you’ve been avoiding like a vegan at a butcher’s shop. You’re as sure about your plans as a fox in a hen house, yet there’s still that poor beggar close to you scratching their head, more confused than a chameleon in a bag of skittles. To navigate this mess, you need your plans to be as flexible as a contortionist at a circus, ready to bend and twist at every unexpected curveball life decides to chuck at you. Here’s a bit of luck for you: Your lucky charm is a rubber duck. Yes, you heard it right, a bloody rubber duck. Apparently, it’s meant to bring luck, but I reckon the only thing it might attract is a long, hot bath to wash away your sins.

Come back tomorrow for another exciting horoscope!