Bury a time capsule and you’ll realize how much of what you care about today will seem cute in ten years.

Intensity now is real and also not permanent, and both halves are true at once. Ten years out you will read a list of what was consuming you and feel something close to fondness for whoever was that worried. None of that means today does not count. It is a way of borrowing the perspective early, so the current crisis takes up a slightly more accurate amount of room.

Write a page to yourself with a date ten years ahead on it. What you want, who matters, what is scaring you. Seal it somewhere and then forget about it.