La tarde de un escritor

One December afternoon, in the changing light of sunset, a writer, sitting at his desk, decides to take a walk around the world, wander through courtyards, squares and alleys, lose himself in suburbs and return to his house already covered in the darkness. Along the way there will be a double trace: that of the gaze towards the exterior and that of the doubt that contemplates what is within itself. But everything will be seen as if it were the first time, as if by closing your eyes reality appeared in its purest truth.