We have this narrative when things are not going our way that the universe is somehow plotting against us.
And then we stub our toe.
Despite what we might think, there is no mass conspiracy. You simply bumped your toe. You quit paying attention and as a result of something that you have deemed undesirable.
It turns out, we bump into things all the time. In a theoretical sense, we are always bumping into people. Yet, no one says, “The universe loves me” when we get a raise.
When something happens, it is neither bad nor good. It simply is the story we are telling.