Visiting East Bay WORKS
Some places you go look nothing like they should. An address like this one, an employment development center full of people in between jobs, careers, lives, should be full of tables and chairs and fluorescent lights and PCs. It should blink on maps and glow from a distance at night.
I took a former co-worker here for a meeting. While we waited for it to start, I filled out some information myself just so I could see what other kind of non-journalism trajectories might be possible.
I heard fury and disappointment from some folks, and relief and a sense of emancipation from others. These are things I’ve felt myself from time to time, and I find I want to keep listening to people speaking about them.
