Mercury retrograde? Rethinking routines, reorganizing priorities

Routines falter. Words blur and fade. Mercury turns, a backward glance. Time slows, for inner sight. Old plans, revisited now. A chance to mend, what broke before.

Communication’s thread, unravels slow. Travel’s path, a winding road. Machines hum, with troubled sound. Old ghosts rise, from memory’s depths. A chance to heal, forgotten wounds.

Thoughts turn inward, dark and deep. Beliefs shift, like fading stars. Old dreams beckon, from dusty shelves. Priorities blur, then realign. A chance to find, a truer self.

Delays stretch long, a weary wait. Patience wanes, as shadows grow. Introspection’s path, a lonely road. Clarity sought, in clouded skies. A chance to rise, from fading dreams.