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A Quiet Obsession: How a Simple Puzzle Took Over My Evenings
I didn’t expect a grid of numbers to become such a personal companion, but life has a funny way of surprising us. What started as a way to kill time slowly turned into something I genuinely look forward to every day. This is not a dramatic story about competition or mastery. It’s a story about routine, frustration, tiny victories, and the strange comfort of solving one small problem at a time.
How It All Started (Almost by Accident)
A few years ago, I was waiting for a delayed train after a long, exhausting workday. My phone battery was low, social media felt noisy, and my brain was fried. I scrolled through my apps and noticed a puzzle game I had downloaded months earlier and completely forgotten about. With nothing to lose, I tapped it.
That was my first real encounter with Sudoku.
At first glance, it looked almost boring. No colors exploding, no characters cheering me on. Just numbers and empty boxes. But something about that simplicity felt calming. It didn’t demand speed or reflexes. It asked for patience, attention, and a bit of logic—things I didn’t realize I was missing.
