Just Another Dream Journal

I've not been recalling much about my dreams lately.
I went to bed this morning at 7:30 and woke at 11:30. I was sitting almost cross-legged with my head on the bed in between my knees. I woke when I started coughing up a lung.
I went back to sleep at around 1PM and woke at 4:15.

The only part I remember about any of my dreams is of a man being buried. I was in some enormous dumpster type thing and a couple men (?) were throwing dirt on top of some other man (?). Eventually, though, the man being buried started coughing and moving. Everyone quickly climbed out of the dumpster and one of the guys I was with closed it, locked it and "sealed" it with another series of locks (oddly enough, the lock and sealing mechanisms were the most memorable and vivid part of the dream). I was distraught. I felt if they were going to leave the man in there, they should kill him.