The Midsummer night is full of hidden powers. Especially when it comes to love and fertility. At home they say that if you do things right you will dream of who is your husband to be. But there are tons of rules. Like if you pick the flowers from the churchyard, the spell is stronger.
It did not work this time ether. I did not dream of the Man to marry. Ether I will never get married. Or I just did something wrong.
I really really tried hard this time. Just as hard as every other Midsommar Night in the past. I jumped 7 fences. I stole 7 flowers. I slept with them under my pillow. And I did not say a word all night. We were laughing through the whole procedure, but I think that is how it should be.
If you are not allowed to laugh I do not want to get married anyways.
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“If you are not allowed to laugh I do not want to get married anyways.” – There is simply no way to say it more beautifully.
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