Short Story: Riding Seven Year Cycles

I’ve heard seven-year cycles are a thing. So let’s go, we’ll see where this ends up.

In the year 2000, I wanted to write about music, so I contacted the local paper, told them I was the best, they didn’t believe me,, but they did let me submit some work. I couldn’t believe my luck. My hard work. And my luck. Seven years on from there, I’m on holiday in F…