Somewhere in the depths of the sea, on the sand, at the very bottom, there is a tall house. People come to it for food, for clothes, for sleep, for shelter, for help, for performances, for conversations. People-snails come to it from all over, carrying their backpacks-huts, carrying everything they have. And from them, sprouts of hope for a new life grow to the surface of the sea.
Inside the house, you can hear the sounds of the underwater world. When you sleep, they gently lull you to sleep. And you sleep a lot and deeply, pouring out all the anxiety, all that you had to go through during this terrible war. All this darkness comes out of you during your sleep and flows out through the windows of the house in waves. That's why you sleep here so much because so much darkness has accumulated in you, so much is held in you, twisting your muscles and veins, bringing your cheekbones together, clenching your teeth. But here it all comes out. Sleep peacefully. Whenever you feel sleepy, sleep. Listen to the sounds of the house and sleep.
The work is dedicated to the Ukrainian National House in Przemyśl.