Nice, never heard of that one before. Is it an expanding spiral (as in, it grows bigger year by year), or does it stay the same shape?
Weeks are a spiral as well, months not so much, because there is less overlap. It goes up, and it is oriented so December is north. Another spacial thinking anomaly, I have to look west to tell left from right. I always know north, south, east, and west. I fell asleep on a car trip, and had to go outside, and reset. I am good at navigating, but I can't focus well enough to drive. I really don't like the responsibility, and prefer to take the bus or bike. It has also been pointed out, that I am bad at bike safety as well.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Relative_direction#Cultures_not_using_relative_directions A tribe in Australia has no left/right either and only use cardinal directions!
Your "resetting" reminded me of this radiolab story about a girl who got lost in her backyard.
Oh, I love radiolab. Her condition sounds very unsettling. I don't like to be lost. I had to reset, because my relatives lived in the suburbs, and their house was at an angle. We would leave the house, and it felt like the north and south streets, were at angles. I had to go outside several times a day, to get a feel for how tilted the house was. I do it now if I get off an airplane or something, so I don't have any more trouble than normal, navigating a new place.
I hope I'm not asking too many questions; your spiral concept intrigues me. So, in your mind's eye, are you seeing the spiral from a side view, as if looking at a corkscrew from the side, or are you inside the spiral and watching it revolve and unfurl around you? Similar to your directions issue, whenever I'm told to go left or right, I have to physically look down at my hands, think about it, extend my right hand outwards, physically orient, and have to follow in the direction my hand is pointed at or I have to start all over again.
I am in the spiral, but can look back, or think about the future. Like I have swimming exercise class, Monday and Wednesday, and Pilates on Thursdays. I can see that pattern the rest of the semester, while also thinking about graduation and transfer paperwork, due before December. The driving thing is a bit more complicated. I have my license, but I make sure my boyfriend teaches me how to drive, every once in a while, so I am better at driving, than he is drunk. Most of it has to do with ideological motivations, about oil policy and global warming. I don't drive as a public service, as many more bad drivers should. I would be an early adapter of self driving cars if it was electric, and I could afford it.