Expectation: You'll rock fall fashion.
Reality: You'll layer everything you own. Badly.
Expectation: You'll play outside.
Reality: You'll slip on a yellow patch of frozen pee.
Expectation: You'll have a flirty fall romance.
Reality: You'll enter a cozy domestic partnership with your dog.
Expectation: You'll go out and see the beautiful foliage change colors.
Reality: You'll blink and miss the whole thing.
Expectation: You'll go for a brisk workout.
Reality: You'll be paranoid about frost so you're running like...
Expectation: You'll go out like it's still summer.
Reality: You'd rather be home.
Expectation: You'll jump in appealing leaf piles.
Reality: They'll be full of poo.
Expectation: You'll finally plan that upstate hike.
Reality: You'll hibernate instead.
Expectation: You'll think about going to roof parties.
Expectation: You'll play football.
Reality: You'll just watch it on TV instead.
Expectation: You'll go out for fall brunch dates.
Reality: You'll eat every meal without getting up.
Expectation: You'll put on tights.
Reality: You'll change into sweatpants.
Expectation: You'll walk around the city.
Reality: You'll run for cover.
