There is a sense of completeness when a task is finished. A sense of satisfaction prevails when it is finally done. And nothing new can be added.
An artist knows this feeling when she applies the last dab of paint on a canvas. Or the sculptor when he chisels off the last granule of granite into shape. Or the pianist hitting the final note of a symphony as the sound continues to reverberate in the auditorium before descending into silence.
It’s a moment that lingers like the fading echoes of an athlete crying out in exhilaration after being the first to reach the finishing line. It’s a moment unlike any other and one single word exists that perfectly describes this feeling of accomplishment.