No Smartphone in Bed!

No YouTube in the morning, while I'm still in bed. Not even having "reach for my phone" to be the first thing I do after waking up. I won't be placed into said categories any longer. I want none of it! I remember a time, far away in a distant past, when I banned my phone from the bedroom. A bed is for sleeping after all. But then, what really defines a bedroom? Only lately I realised that my definition of this mental concept had blurred the line. For half a year, my bedroom was also a living room, as we had moved the bed mattress to our living room and in exchange moved our office into the former bedroom. The consequence was unexpected and as it seemed at the time: unavoidable. My smartphone had returned next to my bed at night, now that I got all confused by bedroom semantics. But one summer night, when the cars in front of our street-faced bed-slash-living-room-window were exceptionally loud, and the people residing there at night (for whatever reason) were exceptionally lunatic, my…