"A former Desperate Housewives star exploded as a child was found in a field in Indiana after a phony defamation case which challenges our conservative values and distorts the justice system."
That's about all I could understand from the blaring news reports assaulting my solitude.
I mostly like airports, but I guess I've isolated myself from cable news enough to be slightly shocked by the uptick in its absolute, reality skewed coverage. It's a problem. I attempt to sink away from the sound and hear behind the background. There's a type of peacefulness there. Like the drone of a bee-hive, but much busier.
Moments like these are the real challenges. Trying to stay present and open in this sea of noise and opinion is overwhelming. Back to the breath.
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