I was having a pretty bad day on Sunday, pretty bad. I swore and cursed under and over my breath as I got into the cab to the airport. The cabbie started talking to me in busted English. 'Oh fuck, here we fucking go', I thought as I rolled my eyes and braced for 20 minutes of being assaulted with sentence fragments. Instead, he put on a CD, and this song was first up. Thank you cab driver, I mean it. You saved my ass. My eyes may have welled up, but then again, the yellow dust levels were at orange on Sunday. Amazing Grace sung by Judy Collins was second up. Damn you cab driver, I can only blame that dust for so long.