Reflection of thoughts

You know, and sometimes I am surprised at my thoughts. Suddenly, I realized that I was very sensitive to my ideas. That is, there are things that are peculiar to one person, but do not need another. But this other person believes that if he admires this same originality, then he will come nearer to something completely magical-beyond.
I am very much maddened everywhere and in posts, and in life when a person turns a soul and for example tells that he had an idea to decorate his room like this ... and suddenly other people begin to agree in several voices that the idea is good, and they will do the same thing. And from this I anfry and I feel ashamed of all people.
Or someone chooses their own style of clothes, their favorite color. his favorite movie, and those who have not even a single thing in the wardrobe had such a color, start buying them up in batches.
Or someone loves coffee and collects them without leaving the house without a thermos, and then notices that this is the norm and turns into a competition.
Or enthusiastic, for example, to collect dolls, books about a certain country or films with certain actors, and then you notice that a person who does not understand anything in the history of the country. Does not understand a movie or a book, admires his eyes and becomes an "expert" "in the eyes of others.
And it distorts me at the level of physics.
and I want to say, to leave this something magical to those who know this point.
Someone collects dolls, someone likes to write letters, someone collects postcards with windows or trains, dreams of pointe shoes, goes to Ireland, dance to the point of falling, drink chocolate with chili, paint the world. write a fairy tale ...
everyone has their own dream.
why is this dream not left to those who invented it?