You read between the lines too much? Mercury in Pisces alert.

In this season, relationships feel quieter. Words drift, meanings soften and stretch. Communication doesn’t move in lines. It bends, curls, slips beneath surfaces. Mercury in Pisces pulls us inward. Thoughts slow down, words blur edges. Sense overtakes structure and clear speech. We feel more, explain far less.

This isn’t time for clarity. No clean answers, no firm conclusions. Conversations trail off into silence. Glances linger, meanings hover in air. Emotion speaks in hints and tone. Nothing lands with sharp precision now. We understand through mood and movement. Listening becomes an act of feeling.

But caution lives in this haze. We project instead of perceiving truth. Desire colors what we witness daily. Longing becomes a filter, a lens. Reflections replace what’s actually in front. Illusions grow from quiet unmet hopes. Misunderstandings take root in tenderness. We dream, and call it knowing.

Yet still, beauty thrives in softness. A touch speaks more than language. Silence becomes sacred, not avoidance. Small gestures bloom with heavy meaning. We share without full comprehension, gently. The heart listens where logic falters. Connection deepens in this slowed space.

Still, truth must have a place. Compassion doesn’t mean dodging reality’s edge. We must ask, not only sense. Check in, not just assume closeness. Honesty is an anchor in fog. Real love invites both dream and ground. In softness, we can still see. Through quiet, something real can root.