Balthazar told me what his schedule looks like at school. When he gets to schools, he draws, goes to lunch, naps, plays on the playground, then waits for the buses. I guess things haven’t changed a lot in the schools since I was little. Of course, he thinks my schedule looks like this: drive forever on the highway, do boring stuff, play racquetball, eat a chocolate bar, then go home. That chocolate bar thing is totally random.