Be Quiet

I was complaining to Epo-Na that I had gone to the supermarket and there were a lot of people going twitter-twatter about nothing, and that it reminded me of my visit to a huge aviary many years ago and all the birds going twitter-twatter about nothing.
‘Well, you are no better’, she said.
‘I am’, I said indignantly, I am a quiet person.
‘Ha’, she snorted, ‘what were you thinking about just now’?
‘I was thinking about going to have a pizza tonight.’
‘See, twitter-twatter. Makes my ears itch, can’t you just keep quiet, stop thinking?
‘How?, I asked.
‘How’, she repeated mockingly. ‘Now you want to think about how to stop thinking. Well, good luck to you’
She walked away, shaking her ears vigorously.