Man, August 2017, that was a weird time for me. I was kinda just drifting, you know? Like a boat without a rudder, just going wherever the current took me. My usual gig felt a bit stale, nothing exciting on the horizon, just same old, same old. Every morning felt like a rerun of the day before. I’d wake up, brew some coffee, stare at the screen, tap away, and then rinse and repeat. It wasn’t bad, not at all, just… flat. The kind of flat where you’re not really unhappy, but you’re not exactly jumping for joy either. Just existing.
One Tuesday, I remember it specifically because Tuesdays used to be my most ‘meh’ day, I was scrolling through some random articles online during my lunch break. Just wasting time, really. I think I had clicked on one of those “What your birth month says about your personality” quizzes, totally brain-dead stuff. And somehow, that led me down a rabbit hole right to an article about monthly horoscopes, specifically for August 2017. And there it was, big bold letters: “Check Your Pisces Horoscope August 2017 Weekly Update.”
Now, I’m not really a horoscope guy. Never have been. My brain just doesn’t connect with that stuff, always figured it was just vague enough for anyone to project their own situation onto it. But that day, something was different. Maybe it was the sheer boredom, or maybe I was subconsciously desperate for any kind of sign, even if it was just some cosmic mumbo jumbo. So, I clicked it. I remember scoffing a bit, thinking, “Alright, let’s see what nonsense they’ve cooked up this week.”
The Weekly Dive into the Unknown
That first week, it was pretty generic stuff. Something about “a period of introspection” and “reconnecting with inner desires.” Standard fare, right? But the thing is, I was actually doing a lot of introspection without even realizing it. I was thinking a lot about what I wanted next, what little changes I could make to shake things up. So, when I read that, it felt… oddly relevant. Not in a magical way, more like, “Huh, what a coincidence.”
The next week, I found myself going back to it. Almost out of habit. It was a Thursday morning, coffee in hand, same ritual. That week’s update talked about “unexpected encounters” and “opportunities for growth in social circles.” I remember chuckling, thinking, “Yeah, right. My social circle is basically me, my cat, and the delivery guy.” But then, later that day, I was grabbing a quick bite, and who do I bump into? An old buddy from college I hadn’t seen in ages. We probably would’ve just given a quick nod and moved on, but for some reason, that horoscope line was rattling around in my head. So, instead of just a nod, I actually stopped, grabbed coffee with him, and we ended up chatting for like an hour. It was a small thing, but it broke the monotony. It felt… nice.
It sounds silly, I know. Me, checking horoscopes. But by the third week of August, it had become this weird little routine. A ritual, almost. I wasn’t looking for deep cosmic truths, just a tiny spark, something to make the week feel a little less predictable. That week, the horoscope hinted at “embracing new hobbies” and “exploring creative outlets.” I’d been toying with the idea of picking up my old camera again, it had been gathering dust for years. I’d always loved photography, but life just got in the way. Reading that, it felt like a tiny nudge, a permission slip almost. So I pulled it out, dusted it off, and actually went for a walk that evening, just snapping pictures of everything. It felt good, really good, to create something again.
Beyond August
By the end of August, I was actually looking forward to those weekly updates. Not because I believed in them entirely, but because they subtly, almost imperceptibly, started to mirror or even influence my thoughts. It was less about predicting the future and more about giving me a framework to interpret my own urges and desires. It wasn’t magic, it was psychology, I guess. Like, if you’re already thinking about something, and then a vague horoscope confirms it, you feel more validated to act on it.
That little routine didn’t magically transform my life overnight, of course not. But it started something. That old college buddy I reconnected with? We ended up meeting for dinner a few more times, sharing old stories, laughing. It brought a bit of genuine connection back into my life. And that photography hobby? It stuck. I started going out every weekend, exploring new parts of the city with my camera, seeing things differently. It gave me a creative outlet, a sense of purpose beyond the daily grind.
Looking back, that period in August 2017 was a turning point, a very quiet, unassuming one. I wasn’t fired, I didn’t get married, nothing dramatic. It was just a shift from a flat, drifting existence to one where I was slightly more engaged, slightly more open to new things. And it all started with a silly click on a “Check Your Pisces Horoscope August 2017 Weekly Update” link. Sometimes, the weirdest little things can kickstart a change you didn’t even realize you needed. It wasn’t about the stars, it was about me, finally deciding to grab the rudder.
