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I was in a really bad place, mentally, while on the road a couple years back. Had a dual sport motorbike and decided to be really, really reckless in the middle of the desert in Terlingua, TX. Ended up nose diving into a hole, smashing my face on my windshield, and eating a lot of sand. Busted my goggles, the windshield, and the clutch lever was toast.
When I finally got up and started to lift my bike off the ground, I found a bunch of peculiar tiny rocks near where I had kicked up all the dust. Ran a magnet over them, and sure enough they were meteorite fragments. Made a necklace out of one and took the others back to camp with me and gave them to my traveling partners at the time.
If you're ever in that area, do yourself a favor and check out Agua Fria. Cowboy camping out there is magnificent, and the natural spring it's named after is, well, very aptly named. Very quiet and it might just change your life.