Guilt is one of those generic emotions that fill in whenever I’m too lazy to come up with a better one.

What’s pleasant about guilt is that is pretty much negates everything and everyone else, which is something I sometimes like to do.

What’s pleasant about guilt is you can do it all by yourself.

What’s pleasant about guilt is it makes you feel smart, since you are passing judgment and it takes a brain to do that.

What’s pleasant about guilt is how easy it is to conjure it up; unlike, say, joy.

What’s pleasant about guilt is others, prodded slightly, tend to say nice things about you, reminding you of nice things you have done.

What’s less pleasant about guilt is knowing it is useless and self-indulgent, two states of being that make me feel guilty.