Getting used to working again

I woke from a nightmare this morning at six. I was driving to work and I was going to be late. I was pulling a long trailer for some reason. I had other people in the car too; friends or family, I'm not sure. We had to stop for road construction, and I was panicking because I was getting later all the time. The construction seemed to have closed the road long-term, because we had to pull off and stop in a park. I realized I couldn't find the trailer and panicked about that.

But I'm on the way to work now, and all seems well. Hopefully this time-related anxiety will diminish in time. I was feeling a lot of it yesterday too. So much irrational anxiety in the evening. Fear and then sadness for no good reason other than the changes of starting work. Eventually I asked her for some snuggles while I cried a bit, and got to sleep.

Today, I think, will be better than the last. I'll slowly settle in, and I'm so glad to be working on a place I feel genuinely good about being.