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I hardly exist on Twitter.

(Yes, I still call it Twitter. Sorry Elon.)

And no, I'm not trying to be one of those "I'm too good for social media" people.

I do have a profile.

But posting? 

Rare.

Sliding into DMs? 

Never.

Reading threads? 

Rather watch paint dry.

Here's why...

Ever had that one friend whose energy is so negative it feels like they're stealing your soul?

The type that turns "good morning" into a 30-minute rant about why mornings suck?

That's Twitter…

Every. Single. Time.

Log in…

First post - "Here's why everything is terrible..."

Second post - "Let me tell you why you're wrong..."

Third post - Someone arguing about politics

It's like walking into a room where everyone's screaming their opinions...

And nobody's listening.

Trump this…

Biden that…

Kanye whatever…

Everyone's an expert.

Everyone's offended.

Everyone's right.

(According to them.)

Look, if you enjoy spending your day in digital arguments with strangers...

You do you.

But I'm busy building an empire.

And keeping my opinions where they belong...

Right here, in these posts and my emails.

(Lucky you)

To peaceful productivity, 

- Callan

P.S. Want to hear more of my unfiltered thoughts? Stick around. 

This is the only place I share them.

P.P.S. Yes, the irony of writing an opinion piece about not sharing opinions isn't lost on me.