Bedrooms are for Two Things: Sleeping and F*cking

An argument for evicting your distractions from the boudoir.

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I had the good fortune of growing up before the personal technology boom. Telephones still had cords. Television still signed off at midnight. And the “World Wide Web” was just a gleam in some computer scientist’s eye—I’m looking at you, Sir Tim Berners-Lee.

Back then, bedrooms were practical and functional—a place to rest, dream, and get your freak on.

Now? They’re entertainment centers, home offices, doomscrolling HQs, and—almost as an afterthought—places where we occasionally sleep and have sex.

And just so we’re clear, we didn’t lose our bedroom boundaries. We gave them away. One glowing screen at a time.

The Brain Doesn't Switch Gears on Command

Do you know how hard it is to get in the mood after you’ve spent an hour meandering through your feed or answering emails in bed? There’s a neurological reason for that.

The brain is incredibly efficient. It forms strong associations between spaces and activities. When you bring your MacBook, smartphone, or tablet to bed, you are literally rewiring your neural pathways to associate your bedroom with things that cockblock physical and sexual intimacy—work, stress, and overstimulation.