First Night of Freedom

Just a few days ago, I called off my engagement. It wasn't because he cheated or we had a falling out; more like it felt like the relationship had just stopped moving forward and there were no clear signs of life left in it either way. I wanted to be married but I think now that getting engaged was premature before seeing if we could actually make it work on a daily basis. Anyway, last night was my first time sleeping alone since high school. I remember the sound of an empty bed seemed louder than anything else until I fell asleep. Tonight, after laying awake for hours replaying all the reasons why this feels right to me and all the fears about doing something so permanent without knowing for sure if it's the best thing, I think what might be normal is feeling unsure but also excited to explore. What’s your take? Am I rushing into things, or should I just follow my gut?