It’s officially been one week without Anthony Edwards, and honestly, life hasn’t been the same. The days feel longer, duller, like the world lost a bit of its spark when he left the court. I catch myself scrolling through highlights, trying to fill the void, but even those can’t replicate the energy he brings. The games feel empty now, the timeline quieter. It’s wild how much one player can shift your mood, but here I am, counting days like it’s a breakup. One week down, and I’m still in withdrawal from the Edwards effect.