I've been thinking lately. When I was a kid being an adult seemed straightforward. You went to university, graduated, got a job, met someone, had kids. All the things that are supposedly inevitable. Now, I feel like I've slipped through the cracks of life, settling amongst the fluff, dust and other discarded things. Languishing there, unneeded, unwanted, forgotten. I'm not stupid. I know that life is what you make it. It just seems so hard sometimes. My depression and anxiety have eased in the past couple of months but they will never fully heal. We have good times and bad times, and some of us are better at dealing with the bad times than others. Right, onto todays crafting, which I'm entering into That's crafty keep it simple challenge . I had one wooden box left over, and a ton of grungeboard letters that don't make words, so I started there. I only put letters on the top part of the box, as I only wanted to decorate that part. Next I painted it in...