Bagets na bagets

Prof. Marj and Joti look radiant and intelligent, while I'm in a black hat and a backpack. Why did I send this photo to Ms. May? I wish I'd sent another one—even the old one, where I was in a white coat and looked like a proper doctor. But the instruction was to submit a recent photo. I'm afraid I haven't had any of my portraits taken recently. This was what came up when I browsed through my private Flickr cloud. My high school classmate Willie took the photo under the trees in a library in Taipei. The heat was sweltering. The photo doesn't show my sweat. Afterwards Willie, Topher, and Kat would go inside, comforted by the first-world airconditioning, pretending we could read the books in Mandarin.