I feel guilty that I haven’t written a decent blog post in a while.

I feel guilty that I haven’t drawn anything just for pleasure in, well, too long.

I feel guilty that I haven’t emailed several people I hope are still my friends (yes, Mum, you too).

I feel guilty because I have no interest in being vegan.

Because I don’t exercise often enough.

Or floss.

Or actually care what anyone else posts on Facebook.

Aren’t I supposed to feel guilty for things I have done?

Murder, shoplifting, scofflawing, taking the Lord’s name in vain, kicking beagles?

Not that I’ve gotten around to doing mostΒ of those things.


I feel guilty for not having done more things to feel guilty about.