This is a bruised, painfully yellow, decaying banana. When I found it, it was sitting shamefully at the top of a beautiful crystal bowl filled with a colorful array of fruits. The firm, spotless, just-bought bunch of bananas beneath it was making a mockery of its blemishes and imperfections. I probably would’ve left it to mould and opted for an orange or an apple instead had it not been for the overconfidence those flawless bananas exuded. Left on its own by its fellow “bunch-mates”, this banana stood out but was certainly a wrinkle in an otherwise perfect picture of beauty.