Fall = Time

Why hello, fall weather. So nice of you to show up. I know, I know, I ran into you in Chicago last weekend and it was awkward. Really, I wasn't ready to see you again. But now that I'm back Downstate I can say, for certain, that I'm glad you're back. I don't like watching high school football games in 90-degree weather. Without you, it just feels wrong.

But now, with you back, I will pledge to wear a sweatshirt and jeans every day. That's a promise. Really. Maybe flannel every once in a while.

One thing, though: Could we not move so fast, so soon? I like you and all, but I think we just need to ease into this. I don't want to get sick. Please.