I am a has been.
In my village we can walk everywhere including to buy fresh baked bread, meat, sit in a café, go to the doctor.
Sometimes progress is slow, because neighbors and friends stop to talk.
Most of the time I walk with Sherlock our new mixed-breed puppy. The greetings, usually start with Sherlock being called, patted and cooed over. After a time they will remember like Jack Kennedy brought Jackie to Paris, I am the one who brought Sherlock to the street and greet me with Bonjour or Bonsoir depending on the time of day and I will be asked about his progress.
However, it is getting worse. I was out yesterday and left him home. I saw my neighbor who came up to me and instead of her usual "Bonjour" it was "Ou est Sherlock?"
I told her he was at home.
I'm not jealous. The dog is too cute. Let him have his day in the sun. I am okay with being a has been.