It seems like there are these influences and threads of the practice of living, that somehow joined. I don't know if anyone is ever completely satisfied with what they do. Your dreams are important, your humorous life is important, your cooking life is important, your friendships, the dialogues you assume, the news that comes from within, the news that comes from out there. There's such a wide variety of 'things' that go on. It's important not to get stuck on any one of these as being the 'I' that writes.
Nothing is more or less important than anything else.
An egalitarian sense of what it's like to be a human. What being alive is like. Just what happens at the moment. Trust your own serendipitous sense. John Wieners taught me that once words arrive on paper, they're sacred.