Add this one to Saturn squaring the Midheaven and you get someone supposedly emptying out an apartment wandering backwards and forwards all day through empty bookshelves and cardboard boxes wondering why she's arranging to have what's left after most of her possessions have been thrown out shipped up to New England to go into storage when she has nowhere to live up there instead of being sent directly to the Midwest where she has an already fully furnished house.
THAT'S what you call an obsessive thought that gets in the way of action.
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