We are all conditioned from birth to think a certain way until we finally gain our own insight. It's a sigh of relief to have our own opinions and freedom. Then one day at work you mention how you're atheist or Muslim, and people freak out and even go as far to judge you. After all of those years, building your self up, it's like you're right back to being a toddler.
After reading The Richest Man In Babylon by George S. Clason my mind had been open up to new possibilities. The book is very well written and gives you a sense of adventure while learning about some of the most vital aspects of life. Financing, will power and secrets of life itself.
As we progress deeper into the atom, we're finding that there's a lot more to the universe than previously thought, as always. We keep zooming in deeper, and what we've found are quarks and all sorts of other pieces and counter pieces to the atom.
Every so often I run into those days where I don't want to do much. I don't feel like it, and I justify it but by the end of the day I always feel bad about it. I'm willing to bet that just about everybody does this same thing. They're productive phases, and they flat out suck.