So, as far as Im aware, Purim in Jerusalem is a day later; a walled city. That got me thinking....metaphors, symbolism....that line of thought.
In a way, having agoraphobia us like being in a walled city, though not from choice. Walled in, by my own fears and limitations, real and imaginary.
So, I'll happily take tomorrow, too, and have two "happy days"..... getting drunk on music and poetry, not alcohol.
Happy Purim, whenever and wherever you are celebrating it.....