Your horoscope awaits, quietly judging your illusion of control.

Sagittarius

Mars is in Cancer, which means nothing except you're feeling weirdly defensive about something changing. You usually love chaos—why is this different? Maybe because you didn't choose it. Assigned spontaneity hits different than self-selected adventure. The destination changed; you're still driving. Recalculate. The scenic route might actually be better. You won't know until you stop sulking.

The stars have opinions. They're wrong, but they're confident.