the time my cover was not blown

One time I spread out a reading for myself regarding a certain relationship issue. Just by the cards and their positions, and by looking for everything that was there, while I stood at the center of the room, I was able to see things I had never seen before. I saw all of it with perfect clarity. My questions, my answers, my next steps. It was like reading it all spelled out in neon light against the sky, so clear and plain and simple. There were my bullet points, step by step what to think and what to know and what to do, all right there on the table.

Then that person, the one I was asking about, came over to my house! and I had not closed the drape on my reading room. The cards were there for him to see. He would know what I knew! He went in the reading room. I saw him looking at the cards. He would know my question! He would know my plan! Omg omg my cover was blown. I looked anxiously at his face, and then realized, he is just looking at some cards on a table. He sees… cards. He doesn’t see anything. He doesn’t see a darn thing. He might as well be blind. He just sees cards.