Your signature cannot be forged. Someone can trace the shape of the stroke, but the speed it hit the page at is missing, and speed like that does not transfer. The Sun and Uranus share the same degree in your chart, so the being-you and the surprise are one original: to be yourself is, by definition, to not quite fit. Labels get pinned to you and slide off later. You walk into a box and crack it without noticing it was there. That is why you keep ending up where someone had to open a door that did not exist. What you learn is not to confuse originality with a duty to live outside the mold forever. Sometimes the inside, if you chose it, is the newest place of all.