I'm not quite sure.
As from what you might be escaping from... Admission that your experiences are irrelevant? That you have no obligation to yourself or anybody to live a specific way? That no way of living is better or worse (given that you have money and ability to decide about yourself). All means of distracting yourself until you die are equally valid.
Meaning of life is a weird thing. It changes as you age and experience. It's different for everybody despite the trends. I'm not gonna argue any point about it.
I had some friends living interesting lives when I was settled. Sailing the globe, doing seasonal work in the arctic and backcountry skiing mountains with no name. Doing field work in the African bush. I kept thinking about them and wondering how I could be them, like the little scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if only you could stop tonguing it.
It's also hard to have hobbies that rely on the same group of people meeting in person over a long period of time.
My partner and I enjoy our hobbies with groups of people when we are there. It’s not that different than being a snowbird. The main difference is that in addition to home base time, we also spend 4 months a year traveling, sometimes on our own, sometimes with our people.