is that I am not a set theorist, perhaps just a theorist who is set
in his ways. There is the set of "things", the subset "things I'm
willing to admit", and a property "privacy" which can be used to
(partially) order the above. By the axiom of choice, there is a
maximal element, hence the above question has at least one
In the vein of "Everything everyone writes on any dating profile is
geared towards increasing their success rate, and thus is meant to
increase their attractiveness, but I find that boring", here we
#1 I dated a girl for 5 years and ...
#2 Because by that time, ... until
#3 I caught ...
#4 I never admitted to myself that ...
#5 I did tell #3 ...
#6 In boarding school ...
(My friends stared at me in horror when they saw this part of my
profile before I replaced what I had written with ellipses, so I
guess, "not a set theorist" will have to do.)
And so I should confess that “The most private thing I am willing
to admit” to you has to do not so much with me but with what I
would like to know of you: What do your eyes look like when you
uncover your face? There is a smile in them even behind your
fingers, will that continue even when you part your hands? How will
your voice sound, what timbre will it have, when you first greet
me? What parts of you will you first show me, what will hold your
interest, what impassions you about your life or work or play? What
will your hand feel like in mine? How will you respond when my
finger runs down your back? How deeply will I be affected by your
smell after yoga? What will you smell like when your skin has
warmed in the sun, when a light, clear, blue breeze on red earth
runs over you and wafts your hair, when the sunlight strikes your
bare shoulders, causes parts of your body – molecules, yes, but
still parts of your body - to sublimate off, so densely that even
with the light breeze enough of them reach me, reach receptors in
my body? What reaction, then, will your molecules catalyse in me,
or any part of me that will still have any sense of self left?