Tanya imagined swimming through a sea of featureless white spheres, searching for anything that didn't match everything else.
The task was becoming a lot more difficult. Each time she discovered a cluster of recognisable shapes they changed into white balls almost instantly, leaving Tanya stranded and confused.
It was hard to stay motivated and keep searching.
Suddenly the ocean itself turned opaque. Tanya couldn't see anything. Now she couldn't tell which way was up or down.
The daydream stopped abruptly, returning Tanya to the pale hand.
She felt warm. She blinked. Swallowed.
The hand blurred into a shape. Blurred into everything else.
She took five slow breaths. Blinked again.
Raised one foot slightly off the something. Put the something back into place.
Took two breaths.
Thought one one one two one zero.
She remembered thinking one one one two one zero.
A good feeling came. Everything was good.