You haven't walked a step in the Gobi Desert's sandy wind, or crawled in a mountain foothill's dirt tunnel, or worked under scorching sunlight, with your heart ripped and lungs parched. You haven't lived through a dark night of exhaustion and desperation, starting from scratch. You haven't stayed in one place, isolated from the world, working diligently behind the scenes, bearing the shame of abandoning family and children. You haven't starved to the point of having an empty stomach after a day's labor, or looked at the dusty land and felt like retreating in doubt and struggle. You haven't worried about irrigation for vast vineyards, or argued with partners over organic planting methods. You haven't celebrated when your grapes ripened, or felt grateful when you received recognition. You aren't truly understanding of the hardships and struggles that come with starting from scratch, pursuing a dream, and leaving a mark on the world. You don't know what it's like to have a five-flavored heart that can't be expressed, to have the memories of a fiery youth that can't be erased. You haven't been through the process of planting organic crops, worrying about irrigation for vast vineyards, arguing with partners over planting methods, celebrating when your grapes ripened, and feeling grateful when you received recognition.