Catch me ridin dirty

I have just spent 33 of the last 75 hours driving/riding and I'm officially sick of it. As we pulled into the apartment and waited for the gate to open I noticed that my car was smoking a lot. Not good but I guess good timing. I'm tired of riding and looking and thinking and listening to music and driving and looking and thinking and trying to find a radio station and thinking. Can someone please shut my brain off?