From audio transcription
Saturday August 11th
I am a manager/babysitter for a boy band. One looks like Joe of NKOTB. One looks like that really tall youth minister from my parish. We are in a dressing room and I’m yelling at Joey for flirting with girls and for being perverted. One of the guys is married and his wife is there. Hopeful is there, too.
This dream is about my feelings about what certain people are currently doing. It wasn’t a nightmare. I had a heavy dinner. I want to sleep. My sleep has been disrupted for the past few days.