Once, I died. For 12 minutes. So begins the surreal, sometimes ironic, sometimes painful, story of the protagonist. A first-person narrative, a journey back in time to recover those lost 12 minutes. Because time is something precious that belongs to us, and we need to retrieve it. On this voyage, the phobias, compulsions, conscious and unconscious motivations that often drive us to make wrong choices, are revisited. Recovering those 12 minutes is important, as is fixing the past; that abandoned baggage left somewhere that we need in order to move forward with our lives.

The star hovers over reality and a dreamlike state among memories, subterfuge, children, cats, guitar players and psychoanalysis, laughter and tears, without respite until reaching her final goal: to discover, under hypnosis, what happened that day when she died for 12 minutes.

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