Today I had that Ayusin-Mo-Na-Buhay-Mo Conversation with myself again. Yes, I talk to myself about life and yes, I do it often. This kind of conversation happens usually around this time — when half of the calendar year has already passed and some things are still frustratingly shitty and when I catch myself Iiving like I’ve flipped on the self-destruct switch. So. Dear self, ayusin mo na buhay mo. It’s not funny anymore.