The other day I was talking to my friend on the phone. Sharing our worries (mostly pandemic-related) and current boy-problems (mostly patriarchy-related). I suddenly stopped and asked her: Do you think that will matter in 3 months? Do you think whatever you decide now, the answer you write in your phone, the message you’ll be waiting for, do you think that person will even matter in 3 months?
I started asking myself this question when I begin to think in circles. Because most of the time the answer to it is: No. It will not matter. It will in fact matter so little, I will not even remember it mattered in the first place. In 3 months I’ll have new problems but not this one.
So we made a pact during that phone call. To mark in our calendars the day in 3 months, to have a phone call again, specifically to discuss: what actually still matters.
So much of our lives we care for things that: