I pull away from the gas pump with the giddy sense that I can go forever now, the dashboard gauge full tilt to and beyond the F. Fat city! I am tanked up for the long haul, bro. I can forget about making that stop for a week–maybe longer. I can disregard every gas station I pass because they have nothing I need. How foolish. I catch myself in these heady moments, proud of my fullness and freedom from limits. The self-sufficient arrogance feels all …

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