Holy shit, check my horoscope from Rob Brezny:

CANCER (June 21-July 22)
Week of February 21, 2002

If you were a lobster, it'd be time to molt your shell. If you were a river, you'd be about to flood. If you were an office worker, it'd be time to trade in your claustrophobic cubicle for a roomy new niche. The old containers can't hold you, Big Stuff. The boundaries you knew you'd transgress some day are finally ripe for transgressing. Even now, I feel your attention span stretching. I sense you're ready to stop living week-to-week and start formulating a five-year plan. Your words of power: bust out.