Discarded Intimacy

A friend called me today to sat that he found a pair of blue socks in London Bridge. he took pictures but did not take it. Another mission! So I got on the train and tried to find the blue socks. he said it was on the stairs on No. 1 London Bridge (that big ugly building opposite the train station.Looked around, no socks. Oh well.. who ever took it off must have taken them off to do something (I really can’t imagine what kind of activity in the middle of the city that would require someone to be sockless) and then came back to retrieve them. Oh well.. as I walked back to the station with my head hung low out of disappointment a great discovery was made! A grey cardigan just lying there on the pavement by the bus stop right in front of No. 1 London Bridge! I looked around, no one was looking. I quickly crouched down and drea around it. Oh.. beautiful smooth pavements they have at London Bridge. The chalk went perfect on it. Took my pictures and then I was off. out of the corner of my eyes I saw a man standing by the bus stop staring.