It’s fall. And before I rant about it, I’ll admit that I do love a few (very few) things about this season. I enjoy the burnished gold color of the leaves. I get a kick out of Halloween costumes.  Pumpkins are cute. I loved the crispness of the air right around 4pm, which brings back fond memories of playing field hockey back in high school. I adore a good pair of skinny jeans with tall boots. That being said… Fall still sucks. There. I said it. Hating me yet? First of all… allergies. In a cruel twist of fate, I am allergic to basically the entire world around me. Literally. Trees. Grass. Dust.…