I'm Moving To America

I've seen it in dream after dream: me, loading my freedom sack on my back and heading to California when I get there, I am going to the beach looking for the Bay Watch guard tower, going surfing, eating mexican food from the taco truck, smoking a joint and finding a gold coin in a box of Cheerios, selling it, buying a vw hippie camper bus, having 6 kids and a wife with a long nose, a smile, small boobs, most of her natural teeth and a big bottom and living happily ever after in my dream the gypsy told me so, confirming the reality of my dream state. I'm packing now