Tangle Storage
I’ve recently discovered Zentangle (it’s Jackie‘s fault). And someday, perhaps, I’ll show some of my tangles. Not yet, though. More relevantly, I decided that I didn’t want to carry my tangling supplies around in a beat-up gallon ziploc kitchen escapee. I’m probably breaking all sorts of tangle etiquette by not tangling in a more meditative fashion. Oh, well. Maybe when I’m all grown up I’ll figure out how to get up before dawn, write 1000 words, do 30 minutes of aerobic exercise, center myself with a tangle, and be all peaceful, productive smiles for my family at breakfast. Apparently, I’m …