Dreamt I was still processing claims, but the files were all blank.

I was sitting at my old desk, the one with the squeaky chair, and the claimant was a woman with a dog sitting on her lap. She was asking me to approve a claim for something I couldn't see, and I kept flipping through empty folders. The dog just stared at me like he knew I was useless. Woke up feeling like I'd failed someone again, even though it's been years.