by wes I sat down this week to plan something truly unfamiliar. Not work. Not a campaign. Not a deadline. The holiday season. Immediately my brain short-circuited. How many bottles of wine do you need for six people? Is six people actually six people or is it secretly ten once partners, cousins and that one…

By wes Every few months, like clockwork, I get overwhelmed by my stuff. In the immortal words of Edina Monsoon: “Surfaces, darling, surfaces! I don’t want things in places.” And honestly, same. A minimal, uncluttered home looks like absolute peace. Calm. Serenity. Something that would soothe my ADHD brain and maybe make me a better…

By wes I’ve been staring at this screen for twenty minutes and… nothing. Not a spark, not a sentence. Just me, the blinking cursor, and an internal monologue that sounds like dial-up internet. Some weeks I can’t stop the ideas. Other weeks like this one, it’s tumbleweeds. I didn’t want to fake it or turn…

By wes Here I am in traffic on South Dowling, boxed in between brake lights and bus fumes, watching the next lane glide like it’s got VIP access. Every time I switch, my old lane takes off. Every time. The giant Jeep doesn’t help. It’s too easy to dart around, too tempting to believe I…

by wes The sun and I had a great weekend together. The smell of sunscreen and watermelon is in the air, and honestly, summer is starting and I’m here for it. People are smiling in the streets again, that easy kind of happiness that only shows up when the days stretch long and everything feels…

by wes On the 1st of January I sat down with a pen, a coffee and wildly unrealistic expectations of myself. Drink more water.Gym 6 days a weekIdeal weightPerfectly balanced social lifeProbably learn a new language.Read a book a day.Be calm. Be organised. Be thin. Be enlightened. By that list, by mid-year I should be…

by wes Like every Australian, I open my eyes in the morning and immediately doom-scroll. News app. Socials. Something alarming I definitely didn’t ask for. I’m always mildly afraid of what happened overnight while we were asleep. Some policy pivot. Some tariff threat. Some announcement made at 3am our time that now apparently “changes everything”.…

By wes Most mornings when I have free time I walk to St. Jude’s for a coffee or Wilsons when I am at the office. Nothing complicated, just a tall soy Cap. I don’t take my phone out much. I don’t rush. And I don’t take the same route every time. That’s sort of the…

By Wes I remember the first time I felt the market shift under my feet. It was subtle — just a whisper of change in buyer urgency and a slightly warmer tone in seller negotiations. That kind of nuance is hard to spot unless you’re really paying attention. Today, with the RBA slicing the cash rate by…