Missing markets in executive function

It’s early in the morning, and sadly 1:29pm. After spending some time looking at things and picking them up and walking up the stairs and down the stairs and considering questions like “what should I…”, which my brain apparently considered objects of art more than of imperative, I inched into a decision to go out somewhere. Perhaps it would be clearer there.After a blur of climbing and descending stairs and seeking objects and forgetting what I was doing and appreciating how beautiful my bag…