I know that I've felt like that somedays: I go to the cards, pretty clear-headed (though not entirely... wouldn't be going to them if I wasn't a *little* confused, eh?) and...
Wow. What the HECK is that supposed to mean?
I get aggitated and reshuffle. Another lousey spread.
Eventually I just huff, puff, and put 'em away.
Really, there are too many ways to look at it. If you go the route of "They're just cards, they're only reflecting back." It could be you're going to the cards, but inside you know you really have to find an answer for yourself, and not go through them. Or simply that you already know the answer, somewhere, but can't explain it to even yourself.
I'm a bit tired, so that's the best I can get outta me. I thought I'd try, so if that makes any sense... *shrug*
~A~