I would trace my fingers up my wall and feel the texture. What made it have texture? Why? I never knew. I wanted to know, so why did i never just google it. Was i lazy. No? Maybe i just didn't want to know the truth. If i knew the truth, maybe it wouldn't be the same. So i didn't want to know. I didn't want to know how or why colors were a thing, and i didn't want to know why texture was a thing, why we could feel. I couldn't find many words for why but one. I was just.. scared.
