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There is no better feeling in the world than creating something. That sense of satisfaction when you look back at what you hath wrought and can behold what came from nowhere--from the deepest reaches of your brain--and now EXISTS. The page was blank, now it is filled. It was a Coke can, now it's a sculpture. There is one more stupid web page for your friends to lok at. People get to see a one-man play (in six acts) depicting the life of Strom Thurmond. None of this existed in the universe before. But now, through your hands, it is there. How satisfying is that?