Original Advice
“DONT: Have big talks after midnight and wine.”
No Midnight Trials, Scorpio
After midnight, your mouth becomes a blade and wine turns it dull. You call it truth; it's just adrenaline and projection. You want a verdict on their cheating. You get loops, loopholes, and drunk echoes. Night magnifies paranoia, not facts. Stop trying to win court in a blackout courtroom. Close the bar. Close the case for tonight. Sleep is evidence-gathering.
Your nervous system hates ambiguity and the night feeds it. Alcohol blurs timelines and emboldens liars. You chase certainty, they chase escape. At 1 a.m., memory gets creative, promises get cheap, and you volunteer your soft spots as targets. Morning is colder and kinder. Water. Food. Notes. Boundaries. Sunlight sterilizes stories. Demand receipts when the world is awake, not when your shadows are driving.
Cosmic Context
You are fixed water, ruled by Pluto and Mars. You don’t need midnight theatrics to know; you wait, and the truth floats up.
Action
──────Set the talk for 10 a.m., coffee only.
✨ You are allowed to hang up and sleep. ✨