"How is it that I have become the Hunter and the Hunted
and thought has become my enemy?"

-Destroyer 666, "Lone Wolf Winter"

Although I'm free from this at the moment, the lyric above most accurately describes the affliction I've battled a few times in the past couple years. It's nice to find such a description.

Had a good weekend with my folks, my brother, and his dame in Galveston. The beach was, to pull a line from Peter Ackroyd's Milton In America, "highly delightful." (Alas, I never finished this book.)