Who is that person?

After 3 sixty hour weeks and one fifty hour week, I am at home sick. Getting to watch the rain blow against the windows is a great way to spend a fall day. I briefly looked at my work email, to see the scrabbling about because I am out. Even in my sick stupor, I feel more like myself than I do most of the time. There is a not very pretty side of my personality which leads at work. That part consumes "me" and my ability to enjoy life. Sadly, as the illness goes away, I will slip back into being that person, as I go back to work.