Thoughts on panic and never shutting up

Not quite sure what I'm trying to do with these shots... there's a mash up of annoyances wedged with a some tongue-in-cheek antics.

I am a gabby git. I've got the compulsive urge to talk all the time mostly out of habit, sometimes cause i've something good to say and on quite a few occasions cause it's easier to waffle away rather than having to think about things too much.
Break the ankles of all those annoying background stresses before they try to Can-Can their way into your daily performance, Lads!

The you've got the Darkside of chat... Opinions. If you talk a lot to people they like to tell you things. All sorts of things. Gossip, news, sad stories, happy stories, their frustrations... all that malarkey, and that's nice, cause you feel like you've got a connection. But there's an overload of information.
Opinions. Advice. Suggestions. What you should really do.
A million viewpoints slosh around in yer brain and you begin to wonder if you have any thoughts of your own left.

Panic chat.
Gabby-Git.
Opinion, opinion, opinion...

I suppose I just had the urge just to stuff a few gobs shut, including my own.