Recurring Dream

The Introduction:

Most people can't fully recall their dreams when they wake up, no matter how vivid it was. In addition, it's rare to have the same dream over and over again. Well, I have this one dream that I dream every now and then ever since I could remember. I don't remember when I first had this dream but I can recall every detail of it. In fact, I just had the same dream not too long, so that's why I'm writing this note. I beginning to wonder if the reason I keep having this one dream is because it means something or is it just a coincidence.

The Background:

Before I describe the dream, I need to give some background information about the dream so it makes sense. I came to America when I was about four by myself and lived with my grandparents for about five months while my parents were in Korea. My grandfather pretty much took care of me and I adored him. I followed him everywhere I could go, like a sheep to her shepherd. Well, he owned this produce store that he built from scratch. He literally cut down trees and built the whole store. In order to restock his supplies, he would go to this particular farmer's market and buy his produce there in bulk. I could only go sometimes because this farmers' market wasn't really appropriate for little kids and plus he left either late afternoon or in the middle of the night. But I didn't care at all and wanted to go every time he went. When he did go, he took this big, old, white semi-truck with the cargo attachment to put the produce. This dream is about this particular white semi-truck and the setting is my grandfather's store.

The Dream:

In the dream, I regress back to my four-years-old self and am in front of my grandfather's produce store. The truck is parked in the front and my grandfather is making one of his regular trip to the farmers' market. It's in the middle of the night. I don't know the exact time though. All I know is that it is very dark outside. So far, nothing is out of the ordinary. I see my eldest uncle and my grandfather discussing something in the corner of my eye and they seem to slowly fade in the background but I don't really pay attention to them. The truck is there waiting to depart and I get in through the driver's side in order to start the truck for my grandfather. I normally did that when I went with him. I would start the truck and scoot to the passenger's seat so that the truck would be ready to go when my grandfather entered the truck and was about to drive off.

However, in the dream, when I start the truck, the radio turns on and the truck locks the doors automatically. This is unusual since this truck is old and does not have automatic locks. The truck then begins to slowly move onto the main road, where it gradually picks up speed. Now I'm on the main road and I don't know how to stop the truck. After all, I'm only four in the dream. I don't know how to brake or slow down the truck. The only thing I do know is how to turn the steering wheel. Luckily, there isn't any other car on the road since it's the middle of the night. But it is eerily quiet except for the radio and creepy solitude. There isn't a single soul out there except for me. Anyway, so I'm in the truck, making turns after turns because I didn't want to crash into the side or trees. The doors still won't open and I couldn't jump out even if I wanted to because the truck is going 70 now (according to the speedometer). There's nothing but endless roads and trees and I just keep making endless turn after turn. The sun is beginning to rise in the distance and this is where I usually wake up.

So what do you think it means? What is your interpretation of the dream?