She was not a very diligent diary keeper, but what she did write, when she did write, went far beyond the average ramblings of man. Her words were sort of sparkling insights into the complex vulnerabilities and admittances of the human psyche, hers as well as the social construct at large, as can only be narrated by a truly neurotic artist. As she typed, her fingers flying across the keys with swift confidence, she would pause a moment to capture the right phrasing, then quickly return focus to the bright screen before her. Within minutes, paragraphs were forming of such significance that may not be fully appreciated for many years. Even so, today we look first back and then forward at the writings and ravings of Rebecca Ahn, as we see the insane brilliance of an at once much beloved and misunderstood woman come to life.
Come with me as we start our journey looking back at what ignited this first monumental passage in Rebecca’s life. Oh it’s not over yet, and I’m sure there will be many more passages to come. But to fully understand, we must first start at the beginning. It’s hard to say where exactly it all began, as it had really been coming on very gradually for years. So I suppose we shall begin our tale on the 25th of October 2010, on the first day Rebecca decided to take off work in an effort to address the questions threatening to send her carefully balanced self-identity over the edge.
Come with me as we start our journey looking back at what ignited this first monumental passage in Rebecca’s life. Oh it’s not over yet, and I’m sure there will be many more passages to come. But to fully understand, we must first start at the beginning. It’s hard to say where exactly it all began, as it had really been coming on very gradually for years. So I suppose we shall begin our tale on the 25th of October 2010, on the first day Rebecca decided to take off work in an effort to address the questions threatening to send her carefully balanced self-identity over the edge.
