You feel a breeze upon your skin.
You feel cool smooth glass or sharp jagged edge.
You feel rough gritty, abrasive concrete uncomfortable to skin.
You feel the heat as it warms your soul or burns your skin.
You feel the material of life as you wear it outside and in.
You feel tears of life as you weep from the joy and pain from beginning to end.
Textures in the wind,,,~~~~~~ ~~~ ~~~~~~~