My Life on a Legal Pad

When I need a break from current reality, I go to vintage short stories in which people still have problems, but they're old problems from times gone by. Bonus: old tech! "Simon's pince-nez dropped from his nose in his doubt and wonder..." ("The Secret Garden," G.K. Chesterton)

Some night creature keeps trying to open locking latch on compost bin. Liftig bin lid practically knocks me out. Odor of sun-baked slops in Grandpa's hog pen. But apparently to skunks & raccoons, it smells like walking by the air vents at Krispy Kreme when the neon sign comes on.