Oz looked at him then started looking at the labels on the boxes while looking for things for
the kitchen to unpack, sorta in his own little world and not listening to anything
this is how he usually is when he is thinking.
"A long, long time passes" "I can't recall the shape of it, either. It's a far-off existence visible no one." "I've finally arrived" "The place (earth) where you and I were born"
"Here I will continue to sing songs of Love.."