Auspice and simple serum

Every time I screech to a halt, let the dust settle, and survey my surroundings, I find that everything has changed and nothing has changed.

All of a sudden, I find myself in the midst of a veritable hurricane of emotional turmoil. I sit in the eye unaffected by the tumult that surrounds me, but I'm still asked to guide the motions that I observe. No less than six individuals have approached me, and once again, I am supposed to be the relationship guru.

Some of the scenarios have not changed since my nadir into this field.

"I don't want to see this person, though I already promised to have a lunch date with them. How do I get out of it?"
"How do I not freak out and turn into a blubbering idiot the next time I see ___?"
"What's the right way to tell someone that they don't give good head?" (I shit you not.)

And then some things show us how old we're getting, but more importantly, how much less we're taking each other for granted.

"__ and I really get along. But our politics and values are like oil and water. It isn't a problem yet, but I'm worried it will be, and I think she's the one. What do I do?"
"We really like each other. But we made plans before we met each other, and we want to remain true to them. Do we stay together for this brief time, or do we give in to the inevitable and just become friends?"
"How do I reconcile my dreams with my love?"

And then I look at myself, and once again I have to say "Why do I feel like I'm still standing still?"

And I have no answer.