“I wish I didn’t have obligations,” someone posted not long ago. “I wish I had somewhere to go,” wrote another. “I wish things were different.” “I wish I grew up in the ’60s.” “I wish I didn’t feel the need to write pointless things here.” “I wish I could get out of this hellhole.”
“I wish it was the sixties/I wish I could be happy/I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen.” So, Twitter is The Bends, basically?
