What could be more lonely than to be enveloped in silence to be the last of your people to speak your native tongue to have no way to pass on the wisdom of the elders to anticipate the promise of the children. This tragic fate is indeed the plight of someone somewhere roughly every two weeks.
The future hasn't happened yet and the past is gone. So I think the only moment we have is right here and now and I try to make the best of those moments the moments that I'm in.