In a world full of chosen ones

The weird thing about the way humans are built is that they tend to see everything through a completely ego-centric lens. This tends to make sense, as we live our entire lives through our own eyes, and without our own survival we would lose the only perspective we know. Nevertheless, this perspective gives us a very poor view of our lives and the world around us.

I find that if you talk to anyone in their 20's about what they think is going to become of their life, there is a striking similarity in the kind of responses you get. Very few people really and honestly believe that they know what is going to become of their lives, but everyone seems to have the same deep seated feeling that somehow the world will work out in their favor. It is really common for almost anyone to believe that they are in some way special, and regardless of their actual success or talents in life, everyone tends to see a really incredible potential in themselves. That if somehow they could align the stars in their favor they would inevitably rise to the top of their respective field.

Perhaps there is some truth to this, perhaps anyone put in the right circumstances really could accomplish nearly anything. But this glassy-eyed optimism tends to lead to incredible passivity among most people. If we subscribe to the idea, at any level of our subconscious, that fate has something special in store for us, what then is the motivation for getting up and doing something today? If the world was just waiting to reward us, all we would have to do is sit around and wait for our day to come, right?

This is most likely just a sour projection of my own shortcomings onto the rest of the world, but I would be surprised to discover anyone who hasn't felt at least the slightest bit special, different, or deserving at any point in their lives.

Do I have a point? If I ever did I probably lost it a while ago, but the only thing I can really offer is to try to do everything you can to make your life happen today instead of tomorrow. Maybe we can all do it together? Let me know how it goes.