Someone else's line at the bank

Someone else's line at a government office lives by its own unwritten laws. You are just sitting on a bench, waiting for your coveted number on the screen, while passions boil around you: someone tries to slip through saying they “just have a quick question,” while someone else defends the office door with a stubbornness worthy of a better cause 🚪

🌘 Early in the morning, the Moon moves into Pisces. Pisces leans toward contemplation, and you see it clearly in these kinds of everyday pauses: you observe the fuss around you with mild detachment, having absolutely no desire to get involved in debates about fairness.

Getting into someone else's conflict over a spot in line is pointless. People defend their ten minutes of time as if their career depends on it, and of course any reasonable argument on your part will shatter against the phrase “I was here first.”

While everyone around is bickering, you manage to read all the notices on the wall and find the email on your phone that you’ve been putting off since this morning. By the way, the line keeps moving anyway, even when it seems to be caught up in its own personal drama 📱

People defend their ten minutes of time as if their career depends on it.