Mimosas, french toast and goings away

I'm leaving the office shortly, but I thought I would say a few words.

I feel like the subordinate monkey, constantly stressed. While Uranus dilly dallies on top of my Sun, Mercury is crossing my midheaven squaring Saturn who is quickly approaching his return.

I can't count on my fingers and toes how many goings on there are right now. Maybe I assumed it would be more positive, and perhaps when the dust settles, there will be a few gems to pull from the rubble. But for now, as I watch the towers crumble and the phoenix fly away, I wonder where I will end up.