Your heart asks for one plain, concrete thing, and imagination melts the edges off it until you cannot remember what you wanted. The Across the axis, the Moon names a specific need while Neptune sends the tide of compassion that floods every line. Ask plainly, and you feel small for needing anything at all. Pour yourself into another person pain, and you stand there with no feet under you. So you tend people who never tend you back, then go shy asking for the simplest favor. Keep one clear word for what your heart needs this week. Compassion with no self dries you out. Self with no compassion bolts the door. You need the contour and the surrender both.