I'm not sure what to write out in the public eye but maybe something along the lines of my inner most thoughts would be a promptly first thing to share.

I was sitting at my desk today, the clock ticking no later than 1:32, when I was struck by the profound―well, not so profound―realization that the future is quite frightful. I sort of felt like, in a way, life was passing me by. This was a rather strange proposition when considering the fact that I do happen to be doing most of the right things. Right things? Right things.