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Full Moon in Scorpio: I Was a Hung-Over Harley Quinn And All I Wanted Was a Reliable Egg Sandwich
How are you doing with the aftermath of the Scorpio full moon? (cringe-face emoji)
Just me?
I was feeling like Harley Quinn, hung-the-fuck-over, just wanting a perfect fucking egg sandwich.
How reliable.
How consistent.
How comforting.
But the gut-wrenching lesson is that no matter how badly you want something it just might not be for you. Even though maybe it once was.
You can pour your heart and soul into something and then look up one day and realize it’s not able to give back to you in the ways you really want or need.
This can be applied to creative projects, relationships, and anything you’ve emotionally, physically, spiritually, and/or materially invested in.
How do you know when to put it down? And is it a failure if you do?
Is that little voice in your head saying:
Maybe if you just tried harder.
Maybe if you just did that one thing differently.
Maybe if you weren’t so…
Maybe if…
