Mercedes Hendricks, Cure

Mercedes Hendricks

Cure

I do not feel so good today. I put on my attire and shop for a feel-good cure.

I stop at all the stores in the mall. First, grocery store—I’m not hungry. Next, salon—I look beautiful. Next, drug store—as I scan through the shelves, I notice I have tried everything on the shelves.

As I stroll on, there is a street peddler with a large selection of all forms of art— the only items I never shopped for for my health.

I saw a painting that reminded me of a wonderful time of past and present. Then there was a book that hypnotized me. Then, there were the most beautiful artifacts I’ve ever seen.

Within all that beauty in the arts, I grasped my cure.