Given that you were literally seconds away from being ripped to pieces by a horde of angry monkeys, this isn't really so bad. At least the view is nice. You expected it to be cold in the airless vacuum, but you can feel the heat of a star on your back. It's too bright to even think about looking at, but somehow there's beauty in that invisible vision. Conceptually, you come to realize that the star is coming closer. Warm is becoming hot and you are steadily drifting into the heart of a star, when you will burn up as a tiny speck of fuel. At this point, you can try to change your course or let the star eat you up as part of the cosmic food chain.