There isn’t any possible way to properly describe the events that have
taken place.

I want to.

I feel as if I need to.

But I can’t, and therefore won’t.

There are many adventures I can remember.

But even more that I can’t.

I am noodling.

-joshua james, tour diary via paste

i have found that the more loveable the experience, the less i can find words to describe it. there's no way i can pick a 'favourite part'. the more i love it, the less i can describe it because there's no words i can do it justice and would almost be bringing it down. i can't always tell someone why. sometimes, 'because it is' is all i really can say.

Something else was on my mind
The only ghost I'm haunted by
I hear her howling down below
Idaho oh Idaho

Wolves oh wolves oh can't you see?
Ain't no wolf can sing like me
And if it could then I suppose
He belongs in Idaho
Packs of dogs and cigarettes
For those who ain't done packing yet
My clothes are packed and I want to go
Idaho oh Idaho
-josh ritter, idaho

"There isn’t any possible way to properly describe the events that have
taken place."