For once I wrote out a nice long eloquent reply and just as I was ready to send it my thumb hit the dammed back button on this crappy $49 phone..
Now I feel guilty.. I have no reason to feel guilty other than the fact I was tempted to shove the phone in our cats ass (who is in heat and driving me up a wall)...but I didn't, the cat's fine and I'm trying to retype all this on the same crappy $49 phone... (take a breath)
So...anyway...as I was saying even though nobody heard it you have to define the type of guilt you're talking about first.
There is buybull guilt.. Forgive me..I sinned.. I saw a bra and panty ads on page 28c of the newspaper!
That nonsense I think, with the exception of Olly can live without.
Then there's the kind of guilt that usually involves handcuffs, a guy with a badge and VERY uncomfortable living arrangements. Sometimes you go right home and sometimes you get new neighbors with lots of homemade tattoos.
Finally there's the everyday, run of the mill guilt.. Did you really flip off that 93 year old lady crossing the street escorted by a girl scout troop? You might have "accidentally" eaten a grape in the grocery store without paying full price!
Or...you may have inadvertently screwed you best friends wife or husband, but it slipped your mind till the photos of you on leathet underwear show up in the mail
It might be something real simple like blowing your nose and a glob comes out, but the phone rings so you absent midedly
leave it on your significant others pillow.
Hey, we ALL do things we regret and sometimes we get drunk and just think we did things we regret, but aren't quite sure if we did or not till someone discreetly reminds us that yes, indeed we got naked and took a bath in our own puke at the bosses house.. well WE didn't do that anyway.
Stupid things happen sometimes..maybe you locked your keys in the car on the rain 100 miles from nowhere and you just spent your last dollar wooing your date.... hey..shit happens and you feel guilty and 99.99% of it is for naught. Most of our guilt is imagined nonsense linked to our paranoia gene, but some is real and it keeps us on our toes most of the time.
I've learned over the years that most guilt is useless worrying about nothing. Most people don't even notice our transgressions unless we bother to tell them then they go all drama queen. If it's something really heavy then get it out in the open as soon as you can unless it's something you don't want ANYONE to know about EVER.. like maybe the fact it was YOU who stabbed grandma 73 times in the chest for beer money 17 years ago..keep that to yourself.. this is not a confessional..