"So you said you only tried the luck-changing thing, how about you try applying the planning power to itself?"

"To… use it more effectively? Or to generate ideas of what I could look at for maximum interest or something?"

"Both?"

She has a look at using it more effectively first!

It's... much harder to focus on the sense like this.

… She could try looking at it kinda sideways, see if there are things she could do to make herself more able to focus on it?

Using it more effectively is... hard. She has to learn to follow the threads, and what it means to pull on them.

… That sounds like it's practice and maybe drugs as a solution. Again.

Not quite, no, just practice (and maybe drugs) won't get her to pay attention to the right things.

… She's not really sure what would, so how about some routes she could take, things she could do that might be of interest to her?

The only way for her to pay attention to the right things is paying attention to these things here that are entirely ordinary and normal and not worthy of notice at all.

So, practice at paying attention to the less important things. Okay, she needs to take up meditation and mindfulness or whatever, sounds like fun.

Are there any current things she could do in her situation she'd probably find beneficial? Or is that too broad a search…?

No, not the less important things, these less important things. There's a specific kind of less important thing she needs to pay attention to.

It's a bit broad, yes.

… She'll try to pay attention to the broad class of less important things that she needs to pay attention to, trying to keep the class of things in mind.

"There are – specific unimportant things I need to pay attention to, to be better at this?"

"What things?"

"There are…" Pause. "Threaaads? There are sort of threads. Places."

"Um?"

"I don't have much information on this. There are threads. Why do I not have much information."

She frowns.

"Could be another drawback, part of the – making you forget what you're doing but less so?"

She looks at one of the threads and tries discerning more detail, still frowning.

It is about as uninteresting as anything could be.

"– Yeah, just threads," she says.

"… What color are they?"

She shrugs. "Does it matter?"

"Okay but where are they, what do they do, what are they for?"