Alright, let me tell you about this thing, this whole “the universe is telling us something crossword” idea. It wasn’t like I sat down with an actual crossword puzzle from the newspaper, you know? It was more… life doing its weird thing.
How It All Started
So, a while back, I was feeling a bit stuck. Just going through the motions, same old, same old. I wasn’t unhappy, exactly, but more like… blah. You know that feeling? Like you’re waiting for something, but you don’t know what. I remember thinking, man, I wish there was some kind of sign, some little nudge.
Then, these odd little things started happening. Tiny stuff, really. I’d be thinking about an old song, and then it would play on the radio. Or I’d be wondering about someone I hadn’t seen in ages, and they’d send me a message out of the blue. At first, I was like, “Huh, weird coincidence.” But it kept happening.
The “Clues” Kept Coming
It really did feel like I was being given clues, but for what? It wasn’t a big mystery, not like in a movie. It was more like I was trying to solve one of those cryptic crosswords, where the clues don’t make immediate sense. You get a “down” here, an “across” there, and slowly, a picture starts to form.
For example, I kept seeing references to a particular hobby I’d dropped years ago. A random article online, a character in a show mentioning it, then a shop display. It was like the universe was highlighting these things for me. Each instance was a little word, a little piece of this invisible crossword.
- I’d overhear conversations about it.
- Old equipment I thought I’d lost would suddenly turn up.
- People would randomly ask if I still did that thing.
It was persistent, I’ll give it that. Like a really stubborn crossword clue you just can’t crack, but it keeps nagging at you.
Figuring Out the “Solution”
So, I started paying more attention. Actively looking for these “clues.” It became a bit of a game, actually. What was the universe trying to spell out for me? I wasn’t expecting some grand revelation, no winning lottery numbers or anything. But I was curious.
And then, one afternoon, it just sort of clicked. It wasn’t a lightning bolt moment, more like when you finally get that last tricky word in a crossword and the whole thing makes sense. The “message,” if you want to call it that, was pretty simple: maybe I should pick up that old hobby again. Maybe that feeling of “blah” was just a lack of something I genuinely enjoyed, something just for me.
It wasn’t earth-shattering. The universe wasn’t shouting. It was more like a gentle suggestion, pieced together from all these little “crossword clues” scattered through my days.
So, I did. I dug out my old stuff, spent a bit of time on it. And you know what? It felt good. It broke the monotony. It was a small change, but it made a difference. It was like filling in that crossword gave me a little bit of satisfaction, a little piece of something I’d been missing.
Ever since then, I try to be a bit more open to these “cosmic crosswords.” Sometimes the clues are obvious, sometimes they’re super vague. But it’s kind of fun to think that maybe, just maybe, the universe is leaving us little puzzles to solve, just to nudge us along. Or maybe I just like thinking life is a bit more interesting that way. Who knows, right?
