Last View from Window

About four years ago I stood in that empty apartment, having fallen for the view, alone with the parquet floor, Jim S's laptop and a phone, oh and my Tarot cards I rememeber. Kneeling on the floor, I called people. I went to the store for toilet paper and then Cathy and Aideen arrived at the top of the hill

Now I watched the city flicker into being, the Emerald Not Emerald City, and I waved the view bye bye, to return to the world of the carpet and what may come.

That part of my life is done. Now usher the Dandy Period?