I saw a man

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Photo by Brijender Dua on Unsplash

I saw a man tangled up with emails, voicemails, texts, Team messages.

He looked like a man on a wet windy day holding his umbrella and hat, with his coat soaked to him.

I said to him, “Let me help you.”

One by one I removed like leaves those things that entangled him

Then I said, “Now let’s deal with them one by one”

He seemed relieved.

He seemed familiar it was then I recognised I was that man!

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Gordie Jackson

Speaks with a Northern Irish accent, lives in Hertfordshire, England.