I remember distinctly having this dream. There was this ladder. It was unsupported and went up into the clouds. At the bottom the rungs were thick, and there were a lot of people scrambling to get on. I ended up on the ladder and it got more narrow and thin as it went up. I was finally on top of the clouds, and in the distance I could see another ladder with Kurt on top of it. I remember waving, and him waving back and then we kind of looked around. It was like there’s nothing up here. No place to pitch a tent. No one can even visit up there. And the air was thin, making it hard to breathe. We looked at each other said fuck it, let’s go back down. ―Eddie Vedder, recalling a dream after Kurt Cobain’s death