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Confessions of a Banshee

Mostly Tragic Tales of Dating, Living & Working in the Mile High City

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    Personal essays, life lessons, travel chaos, self-compassion fails, and all the weird one-offs.

    My Thanks Giving Is Perpetual

    My past two months have been even worse than the Denver Broncos, like a Rumba zoomed over a pile of shit and tracked it to every last… Read more “My Thanks Giving Is Perpetual”

    November 22, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

    Good Grief

    Ten days have passed since the death of my grandfather. Today was the first day that I did not wake up thinking of him. I brushed my… Read more “Good Grief”

    October 13, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

    At the End of This Long, Strange Trip

    Yesterday I returned home to my apartment in Denver after a weekend away. Sun splattered across the wood floor and my plants meandered their happy leaves toward… Read more “At the End of This Long, Strange Trip”

    October 2, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

    Fridge Batteries

    One recent evening I hopped on my bike and rode to visit a friend who lives nearby. It was the kind of night in late summer that… Read more “Fridge Batteries”

    September 6, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

    Endure the Panic, Savor the Thrill

    Free fall feels nothing like a fall at all. I know, because I just paid a dude named Ian $209 to shove me out of an airplane… Read more “Endure the Panic, Savor the Thrill”

    August 19, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

    Carpe the Fuck out of this Diem

    I am a bit old-fashioned, and not just because I drink them. I have a typewriter and a quill pen. I keep an address book and send… Read more “Carpe the Fuck out of this Diem”

    August 15, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

    Under A Big Sky

    Late yesterday evening I arrived home in downtown Denver. Fifteen hours earlier, I sat on the shore of a teal lake in northwestern Montana and watched the… Read more “Under A Big Sky”

    August 14, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

    So This Is 29

    Today is my birthday. I am now 29, though since my best friend is currently pregnant I also happen to know that my organs and bones are… Read more “So This Is 29”

    July 21, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

    Do Like The Yogis Do

    In April of this year I started to practice heated yoga. It was the first time that my pacemaker, implanted over one year prior, was programmed for… Read more “Do Like The Yogis Do”

    July 19, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

    The Language of Human

    A little over two years ago I traveled to Israel. My journey left me with more questions than I’d had before and few, if any, answers. The… Read more “The Language of Human”

    July 17, 2017July 12, 2026 by confessionsofabanshee

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