My nightstand used to look like the return bin at Best Buy.
It was a tangle of cables: a watch charger, a phone charger, a Kindle, and an open bottle of water balancing precariously in the middle. But the centerpiece of this clutter was always the phone. It sat there, glowing and vibrating, demanding to be checked one last time.
The breaking point wasn’t a work emergency. It was a pickleball paddle.
I reached through the wire nest at 11:15 PM to check my calendar. I saw a game scheduled for after work, which reminded that I had seen an ad for a paddle earlier in the day. That led to a Google search for a Tesla-created paddle, which spiraled into a 20-minute deep dive on a forum about aerodynamics and Elon Musk.
I lost sleep and sanity to a rabbit hole that only existed because I allowed my phone to sleep next to my head.
The solution wasn’t to organize the cables and tuck them into the alarm clock charger. It was to remove them entirely.
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