A five-year-old boy

Presumably tired of lockdown

Had a dream

He took the family car

On the freeway

And headed for California.

This .was no spare of the moment thing

He had saved up three dollars

His plan

To buy a Lamborghini

Highway patrol suspecting

A medical condition

Or a desperate lockdowner

Driving under the influence

Flagged him down

The five-year-old knew to stop

He was found crying

Two little feet on the brake

He didn’t know how to get out of gear

For now he has to wait

But I’m pretty sure one day he will get that car.

We’ve been stopped

We are waiting to be free

We’re in the pits

Changing the wheels

Making sure the right gas is in the tank.

You know it’s an inside job don’t you?

What is your California?

What do you need to get there?

Get a map

Get to know your car.