I want to become vegan again

But I like vegan food

And now there are more places that serve vegan-friendly food and stuff

So it'd be less hard 

But still hard

I was vegan when I was little

Then raw-foodist-vegan, 

But we lived in a place that was warm all year around, so warm food wasn't really something we needed

Blahblahblah

I was once better than you. 

Once. 

Then the Vegan Popo came

And they told me that gelato isn't vegan

But god I love gelato

Oh well. 

First-world problems. 

I'm eligible for a service dog

Isn't that neat?

Diabetes service dogs can tell when someone's blood sugar is dropping, and they can help you get sugar and fetch cordless phones in an emergency. 

It'd be nice to have a reliable friend like that if you're living alone. 

You wouldn't have to worry about collapsing during a low with no one around. 

Because if you collapse from a low, and you're still conscious, but can't move, then it'd be terrible. 

You'd sit there and stare at a wall until you went into shock. 

And you'd probably think things like "will someone find me?" "Will I be here rotting for a week?" And things like that. 

It's scary stuff, going low. 

Especially in the middle of the night. 

Because then you have a chance of falling asleep with a low, and then you'd never wake up. 

Scary things, Friends. 

Scary things. 

But yeah, 

Service dog. 

Their adoption fees are expensive. 

You could buy a cheap car for that. 

Or an insuline pump. 

I've almost finished a poem that I've been working on for over four months. 

It makes me a little sad.