It was finally early June and it was the last week or so of our high school careers.
I tossed my cap in to the sky once commencement ended and hugged my parents.
It was the ever-so-important event as I went alongside the other now-former high school students into the future.
All I could do is look skyward.
Those were the limits of my plan. I also managed to snag a copy of Aerial Sovereignty by my best friend in my right hand alongside my diploma.
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