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Balance? I’m Just Trying Not to Drop Myself | Ladies of Hive Contest #294

Ever heard someone ask how women balance family, work, and themselves? Balance sounds so… elegant. Hm, fancy! Like, dude, I am standing peacefully with a green juice in one hand, my emails answered,…

I’d Move Tomorrow.. Under These Conditions | Ladies of Hive Contest #293

If I could do an exchange year as an adult, I don’t think I’d choose a fancy city. No thank you. I am already tired. I would choose a small town somewhere warm, where people still greet each other, t…

Working (it) out

Content #292: One Wish

If a magic genie came to the world and offered one wish, just one, I think the room would become still. Because one wish asks a person to stop pretending. Not what do you want people to see? Not what…

Chapter 3: The Woman and the Rose

Hi #FreeWriters, A receipt started it. A warning pulled Elijah in. A meal called The Neeba Special pulled Neeba back. Now this week’s #pic1000 image becomes Chapter 3, and I’m starting to think the r…

My favourite safe haven for relaxation? Ladies of Hive Contest #290

Image Caption: Sun setting on a day full of promise Photographer: Me There comes a time in every woman’s life when she no longer dreams only of diamonds, grand declarations, or being dramatically cho…

Chapter 2: The Neeba Special

By the time Elijah’s flight landed, the woman in the corner had already finished one coffee and allowed the second to go cold. She did not look like someone waiting for news. That was deliberate. Peo…

If anger were honest, it would admit this…

…it hates silence. Especially the kind that refuses to defend itself. Okay okay, hate is a strong word. I admit that… took me by surprise too. But anger does that. Takes over, th-that all consuming,…

When Time Starts Side-Eyeing You | LoH #289

I used to think I was running out of time. Now I think time was standing there with a clipboard, saying: “My love, the problem is not me.” Rude. But fair. Because sometimes “I don’t have enough time”…

The Receipt

The first thing Elijah noticed wasn’t the typo. It was the mushrooms. Neeba would rather swallow glass than eat mushrooms. He stared at the receipt again, thumb rubbing against the thin paper already…