Sagittarius

You want out of the neighborhood and also you want the same bartender to remember your order. Both can be true. Late August is a restless animal in your chest and the cure is not another tab, another plan, another "we should." Book the small thing. The train ride counts. You do not have to quit your life to feel motion. Someone wants a promise you aren't ready to make; give them honesty instead of a maybe dressed as hope. Your optimism is gorgeous when it isn't a trapdoor. Walk home a different route and look up. The sky is still doing its whole show even when you're mid-rant in the group chat.