Honestly, this whole thing started because I was just plain bored one evening. My buddy, Mark, you know? He’s a big believer in those weekly horoscopes. Especially for his sign, Virgo. He’s single, and every Sunday, he’d be all over his phone, reading what the cosmos had in store for his love life. He’d dissect every line, every vague promise, like it was a secret message just for him. I used to just give him the side-eye and roll my eyes. “It’s all mumbo jumbo, man,” I’d tell him.

But one day, he got me. He said, “Alright, smarty pants, if you think it’s such BS, why don’t you actually look into it? Pick a sign, follow its love horoscope for singles for a few weeks, and tell me what you find.” And you know what? He had a point. I needed a project, something to chew on. So, I picked Virgo singles, purely to mess with him, really. That’s how my “practice” began.

Every Sunday evening, same drill. I’d crack open my old, beat-up notebook – the one with the coffee stain on the cover – and pull up a few different astrology sites. The big ones, the ones that popped up first on a quick search. I’d scroll straight to the ‘Virgo Weekly Love Horoscope for Singles’ section. Then, I’d grab my pen and start jotting down the key phrases. Things like, “a chance encounter could spark a new connection,” or “re-evaluate past romantic choices,” or “be open to unexpected proposals.” I’d list them out, site by site.

Then, throughout the week, I’d try to actually observe if any of these vague pronouncements showed up for Mark. And honestly, I even started looking for them in my own life, just to see if I could twist anything to fit. It was a bizarre kind of experiment. I wasn’t trying to become a fortune teller, just trying to see the nuts and bolts of how these things worked, or didn’t work.

The first few weeks felt really, really dumb, no kidding. I’d read about “a new chapter in love” and then literally nothing happened. My notes from those days are full of things like: “Monday: no spark, just toast,” “Tuesday: no old flame, just bills,” “Wednesday: unexpected proposal? Only from the cat for more food.” It was like I was dead set on proving how meaningless it all was.

But then, something shifted in my observations. It wasn’t about whether the horoscope was accurate in its predictions; it was about its effect. I started noticing how Mark would react. If the horoscope was upbeat, talking about “socializing and new opportunities,” he’d be more outgoing, more willing to chat with the barista at the coffee shop. If it advised “introspection and healing,” he’d spend his evening scrolling through old photos on his phone, maybe even calling an ex to clear the air.

https://aboutvirgo.com/
https://aboutpisces.com/
https://blood-c.com/
https://interpreteddreams.com/