If Mercury in Gemini is your neighborhood barista—quick-witted, multi-tasking, and buzzing on five shots of espresso—then Mercury in Cancer is your grandmother’s kitchen at 2 a.m. Lit only by the refrigerator glow, it’s where you spill secrets, sob into leftover pie, and accidentally start therapy.
This is Mercury soaking wet. Not the chatty scribe of the gods, but the moody, memory-laden messenger who refuses to text back because he needs time to feel the message first. Mercury in Cancer isn’t interested in facts. He wants to know if the facts hurt. Or if they remind him of something he buried under three layers of sarcasm and a Pinterest board labeled “emotional regulation.”
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