I’m OK. Really I am. I’ll keep telling myself. And for the most part I am. Today was very,very sobering. I went to a job fair.

It was mostly older white men with a look of quiet desperation on their faces. The line for SolarWorld was so long I didn’t wait, it made no sense.

I didn’t make any great connections. I left a resume or two, and I felt so utterly sad that I still don’t have words for it.

I still have many weeks to make something happen, but my compatriots, I don’t know what options they have. And I am one of them except for the fact that I am still employed for a few more weeks.

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