Album Review: As the Moon Rests by A.A. Williams

alone, in the deep It's a few minutes before six on a cold autumn Tuesday morning. The sky is pitch black as a light pollution-induced headache starts unfolding itself in my already foggy brain. I could have slept for another hour, but that would mean continuing to spend over 30 percent of my paycheck on, fucking hell, getting to work. Sure, this current situation means sacrificing sleep, being on a train with similarly zombified people, and loitering around a deserted campus for some 90 minutes, but it's worth it..

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