Box World

Last night dreamt that people were square or oblong boxes, each around a metre high although some a lot less, with bits on the side that interlocked with each other. Almost like a jigsaw. People came singly, in pairs or little groups. All depended if they fitted together. Also the pattern or profile that they made was important. Seemed like a quest to get the interlocking and pattern right. Some were different colours although coundn't get a sense of what that was about. Not sure how or if they moved around.
We will all eventually go into a box of some sorts. Some are in boxes already and others like to put you and me into boxes. Force fitting not allowed. Wonder if I will find the box to fit mine? Maybe already have.
I probably need some therapy.