Los Angeles’s cityscape is ever-changing, from a clear, cloudless day to an overcast day.

As an immigrant who lives a life separated from the mainstream, I have been documenting the LA skyline through the window at my workplace every day.

LA is a familiar place to many people, but to me, a transparent glass barrier makes the city feel like a strange mirage that cannot be easily approached.

The reality of not being able to pursue my dreams trapped me in a state of imprisonment.

It is also said that alongside a language barrier, the invisible glass ceiling that few can cross through exists.

LA is an island in the sky I can never reach.