We once kept everything we felt but never said out loud, carrying it within us for so long. That night at Gwanghwamun Square, ARIRANG turned it all into a voice again and it felt like finally being able to breathe freely after holding it in for years.
Almost 4 years felt like an endless ocean. Some days we were lost in the waves, and some days we just drifted in silence. But somehow, we never stopped swimming. Maybe that’s what “SWIM” really is finding our way back to each other after being apart for so long.