i am known to get overly excited about each upcoming change of seasons. and in doing so, maybe start pulling out all my chunky sweaters and boots in 90 degree humidity. it happens in the winter, too…. showing bare ankles in the dead of february because i swear it’s basically spring. during college, i remember thinking i saw the leaves changing outside my dorm room window so it was totally appropriate to pull out a beanie for my head, only to realize when i got down to the street, it was still a sticky and sweaty lingering summer day, even in the first week of october....