How Much?

How much time? How much frustration? How much work? How much pain?  And what's worth more?  What has been done, or what can be done that I refuse?

Stupid question,  The answer is known.

Was it volunteered? If so, why? Love? Mercenary reasons? Obligation? All of the above? What else is there to do? What's next?

I don't even know what I am. I do know I am a part of something greater, of ultimately there is only one, as was before, but I know so little of what is in between. So many questions with such illusive answers.

And the most pertinent question of all. Do I have a camera?!

Heh-heh-heh. Maybe. Black and white. . .and red. Some should be done in colour, if. . .

The gold and silver one should be shown in full glory.

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What would be, if you were like me?!

Just another story.