There's a very big difference between what we do and what we say we do. Our lives are far more mundane than we think it is, because somehow we are attracted by the idea that we are more than we seem to be.
That is a lie. We are nothing more than what we appear to be, however much we hate that fact. The truth is, we are ordinary. And we hate that about ourselves, so every step of the way, we try really hard to believe we are special. That there is a lot more to us than other people think.
We define ourselves to be a certain way...that we have something about us that others don't, but that's not true. There is nothing that I have which no one else does. True, the specifics may differ from person to person, but essentially it's the same. And yet, when we hear someone else talking about something supposedly "unique" about his or her life experience, we play along, because we are all part of this deluded fantasy.
I'm not a cynic...just a realist.