The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy

In this first part of the dream, I was outside when I was greeted by an alien who said he was from the Dorian galaxy. He was about the size of an old TV set, with pinkish skin and a large, veiny head. His suit only covered his torso. I took me and my friends to his home planet, but we couldn't get there because the fuel ran out. A friend of mine, someone else named J, suggested steering the ship to a planet and then taking off from that planet to the next one until we got there. I was on board with it until I realized how big those distances were. One planet had an atmosphere that displayed a wierd pattern that looked a lot like simplified neurons in the brain. Another one was entirely inhabited by clones of Jake from Adventure time. Both has Spore-like creatures inhabiting them as well.

In the next part, my sister was Amelia Earhart, or at least dressed like a cartoon rendition of her, and was starting 9/11. I was there to help her for some reason, along with my friends. Zack from Riddle School was being forced to do extremely absurd challenges, like at an entire slice of watermelon including the crust in 5 seconds. There was another one before that one that was less absurd, but I forgot what it was.