Alright, love, brace yourself. You’re sliding into a phase where it’d be bloody clever not to go at it like a bull at a gate, but to have a bit of a sit down and a chill. It’s your golden opportunity to navel gaze. No, not the lint, you nitwit, your feelings and stuff! Forget running about like a headless chicken, pandering to the whims and fancies of the world and its dog. Have a good old think about what really gets your knickers in a twist. And here’s a bit of a tickler for you: your lucky phrase is “Bugger the consequences”. Use it wisely, preferably not at your next job interview or on a first date, unless you fancy a life of singledom and unemployment. Trust me, it’s a riot!

Come back tomorrow for another exciting horoscope!