El bolígrafo de gel verde

Can a person live in 445 m2 space for the rest of their life?
They probably can, you probably know lots of people like this. People who move around a cell without being prisoners; who get up each morning knowing everything will be the same as yesterday, as tomorrow; people who despite being alive, feel dead.
This is the story of a man who managed to turn what he imagined every night beneath his sheets into reality: start all over again. He did it, but he paid too high a price. But if you really want to know what the plot of this novel is, look at your left wrist; it's all there.
This novel has not been awarded any well-known literary prize; not even an unknown one.