It's strange that we always think of ourselves as something special. We always find a reason, find some skill, hobby, idea or dream that makes us different from the normal people.

The people you see on the station, walking past you in a hurry while typing unintelligible things into their phones. They couldn't possibly understand your dreams, your creativity, your ambitions. They're just normal.
These people have a job, a nice flat in the city and perhaps a young family of their own for the sole purpose of having a reason, an excuse, to appear in your life, to be there on the train with you, early in the morning, sitting or standing, avoiding eye contact.

This is your life after all. You are the main character. You should shape your story.
At least that's what you have been told.
But once you start looking around you, once you get to know the people on the train, this image gets more and more cracks.

The quiet guy there in the corner, sitting hunched over his book, trying to avoid the bright morning sun?
He records and edits deep, meaningful short films all by himself, saving them away, too shy to show anyone.

The girl standing near the automatic doors, desperately trying to keep her long hair clear of her face?
She writes beautiful short stories and poems in her free time, hoping to get published one day.

The young man leaning on the door, zoned out, eyes closed, wearing oversized headphones?
He creates and remixes electronic music for a small but loyal fanbase, dreaming of becoming a professional musician.

The woman in the seat over there, barely awake, her head falling to either side with every turn?
She builds houses, skyscrapers, even entire cities in her mind, just waiting for a chance to show her utopia to the world.

You are not the lonely brain in the jar you sometimes pretend to be. You are not special — we all are. And perhaps we should accept that and try to be more open about it.

What are your dreams? What do you create? What makes you special?
Maybe these are questions we should ask more frequently.

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