David Cooper

I start to get overly sensitive.

The lens with which I start to see the world is bleak.

And it all comes from not having that full night's sleep.

I'm going to get on my soapbox here because about two and a half years ago, I started plugging in my smartphone away from my bed.

In fact, in the other room.

And I purchased one of those dumb alarm clocks from the 80s that goes, deet, deet, deet.

My girlfriend hates it, whatever.

And just not having the phone there, even not going on it, but knowing it's there, has improved my sleep.

I went from someone who is basically an insomniac to now someone who sleeps well in such a short period.

And people refuse to do this.

They refuse to give up the phone.

It's the blue light coming from the screen.

It's the distraction from whatever app you're addicted to and the dopamine release from what you're trying to scroll next, hoping the next video you watch is going to be slightly better than the one you saw before.

It's such a simple thing.

And I try to tell this to my friends who don't sleep well.

Nobody listens to me, Alana.

Nobody listens to me.

Like what's the show just... Ah, one of those 90s sitcoms like Frasier or Seinfeld.

Mom, are you listening?

I like to think of it like this.