I find it hugely therapeutic. Everyone has already commented on the therapeutic action of spending time out and alone, looking at things, taking notes. Shooting off a few rolls and the anticipation of developing them. The smell of the chemicals, the red light, the peace and deliberate quiet, the intent and focus. When you're doing that you're not doing anything else and all the crap just falls away. And then at the end of it all you have something tangible in your hands, an actual physical manifestation of your creative ideas; purgative, cleansing, exorcism. This is what is so unsatisfying about digital photography, at the end there is nothing physical made by your own hands.
I'm going to go ahead and call it a good escape.