This reminds me of that one time, at math camp, I counted to 5 without thinking to myself "One, plus one, plus one, plus one, plus one..."
Soon thereafter I realized that I could set N to anything I wanted and then - working backwards - I realized that there were uncountably infinite ways to reach N. Later, that same summer, the concept of number revealed itself to me. I would stay up, late at night, dreaming.