You would think I am Jewish I have so much guilt. If I don't post - GUILT. If I eat meat - GUILT. If I don't shave my legs for the pedicure lady - GUILT. Where did I get all this guilt? Why, after counseling, therapy and familial support, can't I shake this guilt-monkey? I read my daily affirmations, sometimes I even chant them to myself while driving. I try to practice "being in the moment" and letting history and forecasting be damned. Yet still, this lurking perverted guilt that stains my psyche. I know people who seemingly have no guilt. They amaze and disturb me. Guilt makes us humble, neurotic and human. I think we should have USDA recommended daily allowances for guilt. That way I could wake up, get my enormous quanitites of guilt quickly put away, and saunter saucily through the rest of the day. I might even find myself skipping, humming, chatting gaily with strangers.
Oooooo, the possibilities are endless...
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