I love this part of London.
I could remain for hours sitting on the stairs opposite the Tate Modern, looking at the Millenium Bridge and St Paul's cathedral in the background, watching people passing by.
The Thames running right below Foster's bridge , carrying the rubbish of a city mixed with the hopes of its inhabitants.
I feel sorry for those who can't stay and watch with me the sunset purpling the sky, tranquilizing the waters, sleeping the whole city away.
I stay till the moon decides to show up; its light sneaks in every corner of the narrow alleys of London, painting shadows everywhere she goes.
The night falls...Time to dream...