When I was a little kid I used to lay on my back in the garden when there was a clear night sky. I would watch numerous shooting stars and slowly moving dots (turned out to be satellites).
One night laying there, out of the blue, I heard something hit the gravel path that was next to where I was laying. I searched the area where I figured the thing had fallen, but of course I couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. There was no light, no sound and no trees from which something could have fallen. I was convinced it was a fragment of a meteorite, but seeing this chart I can only flow this childhood conviction out of existence.
Coming to realize, it was most likely just my dad playing tricks on me. Either way, it still makes me feel warm inside thinking about that moment.
One night laying there, out of the blue, I heard something hit the gravel path that was next to where I was laying. I searched the area where I figured the thing had fallen, but of course I couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. There was no light, no sound and no trees from which something could have fallen. I was convinced it was a fragment of a meteorite, but seeing this chart I can only flow this childhood conviction out of existence.
Coming to realize, it was most likely just my dad playing tricks on me. Either way, it still makes me feel warm inside thinking about that moment.